Bottom of a Hill
I live at the bottom of a hill where it's been known to flood
I close my eyes every time it rains, I pray I never have to move my stuff
I let the grass get a little too high so the dandelions can grow
What some call weeds, I call flowers, it's my yard to mow
Property taxes have hit the sky, it takes two paychecks and credit cards to get by
To keep my electrical low, I turn off the ac and open up the window
They build the houses too close, you can hear the neighbors, and that's the proof
You don't have to be Indiana Jones to jump from roof to roof
I roll up that hill to get my pay, I roll back down at the end of the day
I'm doing alright
I'm here with you tonight
I know where I am, and where I stand in this big world
I'm doing alright
Gotta view of the city lights
I believe I've found myself at the bottom of a hill
It's yin and yang of a business thing
Everyone sings when the register rings
Everyone cries when the money dries up
But you and I, we tough it out
We've got more windchimes than we have trees
More prayers and time to spend on our knees
I'm here for you, you're here for me
I say let there be no doubt
I roll up that hill to get my pay, I roll back down at the end of the day
I'm doing alright
I'm here with you tonight
I know where I am, and where I stand in this big world
I'm doing alright
Gotta view of the city lights
I believe I've found myself at the bottom of a hill
Music and Lyrics by : Terri Hendrix
www.terrihendrix.com
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