Lyrics Git Along - Fruition

Git Along

Sitting at the station, on a bright summers day
Watching all the people as they’re sitting in the shade
Waiting for the Greyhound, to take them away
But I only got five dollars so I guess I’m a gonna stay
I ain’t got no problem just a being where I’m at
Well I guess I could be somewhere else, but I don’t care about that
So leave me where I’m sitting, or come and join the song
‘cause no matter what my friends I’m still gonna git along
Oh Lord I’m still gonna git along
Them birds are singing in the trees and the sky is clear and hot
The wind keeps on blowin up big black clouds of exhaust
And I can’t think of a better day just to be right where I am
Well I’m satisfied with whichever way the cards are gonna land
I ain’t got no one to want me, I ain’t got no place to go
I don’t need no one to validate the things I think I know
I’m ‘a sit here grinning let that sun come burn my skin
I don’t give a damn about the odds ‘cause I know I’m a bound to win