The Same Old Story

Every week-day of his life the same old story In bed by ten for work at half past five And after breakfast to his employers yard for his work start at seven Across the suburb for fifteen minutes he does drive And after work he stops at the supermarket For to buy some provisions for the night Go home and eat watch t v for a few hours His social life on entertainment does seem light At the weekend he goes to watch the football And at weekend evening watches sports on t v Though in himself he does not seem unhappy His social life lacks in variety He's never had a wife and he never has had children Although he had a partner for awhile But she met someone than him she loved better Yet of love that did not last he now does smile He is forty one ten years beyond his prime years And though he may never have any children or a wife With him it may always be the same old story But he seems happy enough in his life.