2009
Lyrics
Here's To You
I've been working on this plan
To become a better man
'Cause I'm tired of causing anger, pain and tears
But as far as I can tell
Things ain't going very well
I've been working on this plan for 40 years
So here's to you
Because I'm sick of me
And all the golden dreams that never come to be
And those foreign lands I'll never see
And the things I'll never do
So here's to you
Here's to you
Well, I don't mean to bring you down
And you don't need to hear some clown
With a bunch of bad advice on your career
So forgive my sorry ass
For raising up this glass
Then I'll go back to cryin' in my beer
So here's to you
Because I'm sick of me
And all the golden dreams that never come to be
And those foreign lands I'll never see
And the things I'll never do
So here's to you
Here's to you
These drinks make me forgetful, so I'm hopin' you won't mind
If I raise my glass and toast you one more time
Yeah, here's to you
Because I'm sick of me
And all the golden dreams that never come to be
And those foreign lands I'll never see
And the things I'll never do
So here's to you
Here's to you
Copyright 2009 by Mark Kaufman