Will I Be Famous
Will I be famous
It could be so
Don’t ask me how
Don’t really know
I make surf boards,
and tend a bar
I paint, I draw
drive an old car
I went to school
hundred thousand grand
I should have bought
A piece of land
Wiping out
or sleeping late
My destiny
Is up to fate
Will I be famous
It could happen
If not, the beer
I’ll still be tappin
Previously published in Cooper’s Should Be Famous blog. A blog she has now closed due to time constraints.
I didn’t want it to disappear.
