The Dream of Yourself

Here old lazy bones, she ain't in her self. She ain't in her home.

She's just drifting like a dream. Instead of she's in a nightmare. Oh.

Do you care? Do you care? Do you take care of yourself? 'Cause I look at

them rich and all is well. But birds fly over heads and who could see it like you

do. Ho, ho. You know the dream of yourself.

You will know the dream of yourself.