Ordinary Day Songtext
von Don Williams

Chicago wind blows my raincoat collar back
As I walk down the street with a brown paper sack
Which I carry french fries and a grilled cheese
To set up a banquet in my apartment if you please

Fumble in my pocket for the front door key
I checked my box to see if there′s any mail for me
A boom, I switch on the light and try to sit down and relax
But the spring in the couch, hmm, keeps sticking me in the back

Just an ordinary day
Just the ordinary way of being all alone


Stare at the bare light bulb a-hanging overhead
I think back about what the morning newspaper said
About all the good poor people who can't go to work
And more and more of our fine young men
Are laying in the jungle dirt

Just an ordinary day
Just the ordinary way of being all alone

I turn on the TV and get disgusted and turn it off
I heard some guy made 20 thousand just for playing golf
Maybe soon I′ll save enough to fix up my place
But for now I'll just worry 'bout tomorrow, ′cause I′ll face, hmm

Just an ordinary day
Just the ordinary way of being all alone
Hmm, hmm, hmm

Just an ordinary day
Just the ordinary way of being all-