You got a lot on your plate
And it's too much to handle
One thing or another
Both ends of the candle
With a wife and three kids
And one on the way
Lately it seems there's just
Ain't enough time in the day
It'll drive you insane
If your cup ain't half full
You can't complain
And you can't grab the horns by the bull
Life moves too fast
To beg, steal or borrow
But if you cut the grass
It'll be short tomorrow
It's the last thing on your mind
But it's the first thing I see
Every time I drive by
I wonder just how long it'll be
I know you ain't got time
To be working for nothing
And you got mouths to feed
But when you walk out in the morning
Just look and you'll see what I mean
It'll drive you insane
If your cup ain't half full
You can't complain
And you can't grab the horns by the bull
Life moves too fast
To beg, steal or borrow
But if you cut the grass
It'll be short tomorrow
I believe what you sow in the spring
You will reap in the fall
Bad luck on a string
Don't mean nothing at all
What goes up
Don't always come right back down
Sometimes people leave
And never come back around
One thing I know
Is hard work always shows
And the one way to get there
Is to always be going
If you ain't got friends
You don't get Christmas cards
And a good place to start's
Your front yard
It'll drive you insane
If your cup ain't half full
You can't complain
And you can't grab the horns by the bull
Man, life moves too fast
To beg, steal or borrow
But if you cut the grass
It'll be short tomorrow
Yeah, whatever you do today
Is gonna be done tomorrow
