Ain't Life Sweet by Ben Orton

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The sun beats down upon the land
You sit beneath the tree
If not for sunlight in your eyes
There would not be, there could not be the breeze

Across the world some people cry
There's nothing there to eat
We drink our beers and smoke it up
And say "Ain't life sweet" ain't it sweet

One of these days I'm gonna take a trip
And see if it's for real
I've been told there's people
Searching ditches for a meal

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