文本歌词

The Grind - Tommy Bolin
Written by：Tommy Bolin/Stanley Sheldon/John Tesar/Jeff Cook
I walked all day tryin to find me work
I must have knocked on one hundred doors
Would have swallowed my pride for some money
And be satisfied sweepin' the floors
I spent last night a sleep on a park bench
'Til a cop came and moved me along
Told him I was not botherin' nobody
And he told me I was wrong
Everywhere I get the same kind of answer
Not now or maybe then
Well me time is runnin' out on people
If you're down and without a friend