Well I knew a dealer, Dan, and he'd say
"Don't worry 'bout me -
I'm never gonna fit the plan
And I'll never work for free"
And then he spent some time in a State Penitentiary
I believe he made ten cents an hour

And I knew a girl in college
Sweet as the summer sun
Never worried 'bout books and knowledge
She was having too much fun
And I hear these days she's living at home with a three year old son
Reading up on women taking power

The trees grow high
and the leaves they grow green
And me oh my all the things that I have seen
Don't be surprised little bro
When the world turns out mean
Life is what happens In Between

Well I know a man, old man, about ninety five
He could hardly see nor stand
But he was goddamn glad to be alive
And he said, "Hey son go and taste of life!
Get in your car and drive."
And that's exactly what I do