Do you feel like life has let you down

when your lover shows you the gate?

Do short straws come with your name engraved,

Do you think that’s just your fate?

Were you at the airport when your ship came in,

Do you fear you missed last call?

Is it always someone else who wins,

and it’s you who drops the ball?

Well don’t give up,

Don’t you ever give up,

Don’t you ever, ever, ever give up.

Do you buy that jazz about old dogs,

And that rules are etched in stone?

When you check out for the other side,

Will your spirit child have grown?

Do you believe in higher purpose,

That transcends what will decay?

Do you fathom that your actions

Will overshadow what you say?

So don’t give up,

Don’t you ever give up,

Don’t you ever, ever, ever give up.

Copyright Henri Ferguson