I was born in Chicago of a blue collar family, graduated high school, then spent 32 years as a garbageman. I now still work in the same industry as a truck scale operator.
Dreams are made to follow
Hills are made to climb
Losing is hard to swallow
But we get stronger all the time
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Walking in the cold October rain
Down a dark and lonely highway
Not knowing where I am
Wondering if you ever really
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In the darkest hour of morning
At the coldest time of day
Down a never ending highway
I set out on my way
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Hey little super hero
With your batmobile parked right beside your bed
And teddy on the pillow by your head
You think I can beat up superman
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When it feels like every little thing you do
Keeps turning out all wrong
And the way you're bound really has the sound
Of a tune from a sad sad song
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