I'm always one dollar short and one day late,
And the man on the phone says that he can't wait...
He must have his money and I'd better pay --
Or he'll come and take all of my things away.
I remember when life didn't cost so much,
We didn't worry about money and such;
It's true we had little, but we owed no man...
I'd like to go back... do you think that I can?
The wife may be sick or the kids have the flu,
That doesn't matter -- no excuses will do!
Pay up now, or else -- I dare not ask "else what?"
But, how can I give him what I haven't got???
"My pick-up needs tires, and my roof has a leak,
Don't you think that you can give me one more week?"
But he is unmoved by my genuine pleas ---
He just keeps on talking about the late fees.
Now, if I don't have what I owe him today,
How does he think that I'll be able to pay
More, come tomorrow -- why, it doesn't make sense!
A five-dollar bill aint worth twenty-five cents.
..........H. L. Gradowith..........