On This Good Day

Lyrics By Brenda Sutton © 2007

When I get up on this good day
Will this day be my last?
Will the shining rays of the dawn I see
Be the very last rays of dawn for me?
Will this rising sun or this cloudy sky
Be the last thing I see before I die?
Then I'd better look long and for all I'm worth
On the beauty of this big ol' Mother Earth
When I get up on this good day.

CHORUS:
No one knows
No one knows if the very next step
Is the last step that you'll take.
Chances come
Oh, chances come and chances go,
And life is what you make it. Make it!

When I set to work on this good day
Will this day be my last?
When I make my list of "stuff" to do
Will the tasks I choose help me or you?
Shall I play or plan? Should I slave or shirk?
What coin will I show for this day's work?
Will the course I plot shift a single grain
Of the sand on the desert of mortal pain
When I set to work on this good day?

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When I close my eyes on this good day
Will this sleep be my last?
Have I told the folks whom I love the most
That I do? For I can't when I'm a ghost.
Will I toss around on a bed of nails
Made of my regrets for my "tries" and "fails?"
Will the folks who know me miss my face?
Will I leave a hole in the human race
If I close my eyes on this good day?

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