Letra My Petition de Kenny Rogers original
I just sat down to watch the game when I heard the doorbell ring An' I wondered who in the world it could be Through the peephole, all that I saw there Was a crooked cap on curly hair an' some kid squintin' back at me I said, 'If you're sellin' somethin', well, I ain't buyin' nothin' But I appreciate you stoppin' by.' Said: 'I ain't askin' for a dime, just a minute of your time An' your name here on the dotted line Could you sign my petition?' Had a spiral notebook in his hand Handed me a chewed up pen An' I ask you: 'What am I signin' up for.' I scrolled down that wrinkled page Saw a couple of neighbors names I kept readin', then I sat down on the porch It was a letter to the President With a list that numbered one to ten. It said: 'Make a law where Daddy's don't work late Keep Uncle Joe an' those soldiers safe Give those kids on TV all they want to eat Put a stop to bullies on the bus No crime, no waits, no hate, no drugs Give a blanket and a job to people on the street.' I said: 'Son, sounds like a world I'd like to live in.' And I signed his petition. He thanked me for my time I headed back inside, grabbed my beer An' got back to the game Thought: 'By now that boy he's three doors down 'Here I am just sittin' round Waitin' on the world to change.' Must've blocked the whole game out All that I could think about was. 'Make a law where Daddy's don't work late Keep Uncle Joe an' those soldiers safe Give those kids on TV all they want to eat Put a stop to bullies on the bus No crime, no waits, no hate, no drugs Give a blanket and a job to people on the street.' An' I thought: 'Man, ain't that a place I'd like to live in.' And I thank God for that boy that's out there fixin' The world with his petition...