Lyrics

He sees them pass this time of year
When everything is turning cold
And once again he's standing here
Another year with less to show
Back in the house
Deep in her wine
She wanders the halls like she's doing time
Lately he's been hanging on by a thread
The gravy train
The golden years
Are bitter dreams left for dead
Well there must come a time when you can draw some line
Between keeping a vow and losing your mind
Still he said
Give me a chance to thrill you
Give me a chance to thrill you
Give me a chance so I can keep my home
He lights up the smiling face of the jack-o'-lanterns his three kids made
Sits on the porch feeling betrayed…
These days when the money is gone
So goes the time they were counting on
He should've known all along what she could handle
Now the look in her eye says my life's gone bad
And I blame you for all that I've never had
Still he said
Give me a chance to thrill you
Give me a chance to thrill you
Give me a chance so I can keep my home
And I don't know why it's come to this
Did we stop talking
Avert our eyes when we kiss
Forget what was good and regret what we missed
And only say what we feel to our analyst
And do we stay together for our kids?
What good are we to them if we are living like this?
Well what choice do I have now that she's called my bluff
All I had to give wasn't ever enough
Still he said
Give me a chance to thrill you
Give me a chance to thrill you
Give me a chance so I can keep my home
Still he said
Give me a chance so I can keep my home
Give me a chance so I can keep my home
Give me a chance so I can keep mine

Words and Music by Ned Farr
© 1995 Waiting wind/ ASCAP