I rise with the sun cause my work is never done And those leftover chores from the midnight before are still waiting for me And once again i'm caught between this rock and hard place Well i get up on my feet and make coffee in my sleep The school bell rings at eight i hope the kids don't make me late Cause the boss will want to know Why i'm holdin' up the side show in this rat race And it seems like all the days are gettin' shorter Fight with time to make your pay Give a dollar's worth away to make a quarter But i believe the holy light is burnin' brighter To come and take this old world back stop the pendulum in its track And let the sun forever shine on this moonlighter The mornin' news is grim the cost of livin's up again And there's little left to spare but i'm contendin' for my share Cause my prospects are high people reaching for the good life all around me Well i'm sure the lord knew best when he made a day of rest But it sure would turn out neat with one more extra day a week Maybe then this moonlight dance i do Would never have a chance to overtake me And it seems like all the days are gettin' shorter... [ Guitar ]