(Ashley Goirley, Wade Kirby & Brian Simpson) I just sat down to watch the game when I heard the doorbell ring An' I wondered who in the world it could be Through the peephole, all that I saw there Was a crooked cap on curly hair an' some kid squintin' back at me I said, "If you're sellin' somethin', well, I ain't buyin' nothin' But I appreciate you stoppin' by." Said: "I ain't askin' for a dime, just a minute of your time An' your name here on the dotted line Could you sign my petition?" Had a spiral notebook in his hand Handed me a chewed up pen An' I ask you: "What am I signin' up for." I scrolled down that wrinkled page Saw a couple of neighbors names I kept readin', then I sat down on the porch It was a letter to the President With a list that numbered one to ten. It said: "Make a law where Daddy's don't work late Keep Uncle Joe an' those soldiers safe Give those kids on TV all they want to eat Put a stop to bullies on the bus No crime, no waits, no hate, no drugs Give a blanket and a job to people on the street." I said: "Son, sounds like a world I'd like to live in." And I signed his petition. He thanked me for my time I headed back inside, grabbed my beer An' got back to the game Thought: "By now that boy he's three doors down "Here I am just sittin' round Waitin' on the world to change." Must've blocked the whole game out All that I could think about was. "Make a law where Daddy's don't work late Keep Uncle Joe an' those soldiers safe Give those kids on TV all they want to eat Put a stop to bullies on the bus No crime, no waits, no hate, no drugs Give a blanket and a job to people on the street." An' I thought: "Man, ain't that a place I'd like to live in." And I thank God for that boy that's out there fixin' The world with his petition... Thanks to thudord@yahoo.com
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