Pay - Cross Canadian Ragweed

My dad, he had a friend, lowdown till the end

Everything he did, it came out wrong

No matter how hard he tried

He never cheated, he never lied

Had a shotgun in his hand when he died

Chorus

Everybody’s got their own way, tomorrow’s another day

Make of it what you will, as you’re climbing up that hill

Always be prepared to pay

I know a man, a guitar in his hand

Taught me things I never thought I’d know

But the pills and the crystal meth took him to his death

All he ever wanted was a song and a sing along

Second Chorus

Everybody’s got their way, tomorrow’s another day

Make of it what you will, don’t forget to get your thrills

Always be prepared to pay

Don’t forget where you’re from, stick to your guns

Always be good to your fellow man

Bow your head and pray, every single day

Life don’t always turn out like you plan

Repeat first chorus