I'm crossing the wide open river
I hope I can make it to the other side
If I drown you won't hear a sound
But at least you'll know that I tried.
Tried that's a big word really
It's used in life quite a bit
You cant blame the bloke for trying
Because the word tried, does fit.
Well this tried doesn't get much luck
Tried round the corner he fell in the muck
His roses smell quite sweet
Or in terms of tried he landed on his feet.
Now there are people that try in life
There are those who get all the strife
There are those who do nothing at all
Others who go through life having a ball.
I suppose it's not really complicated
I'm not a self pitying sort of soul
But ya got to wonder sometimes
Why some individuals pick up all the coal.
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