How Strange It Seems — текст песни (Edwin Mccain Band)

I`m a hack driver in New York City
I`ve got seven kids on the lower east side
I`m not a strong man, I`m not very pretty
But in rush hour hell you should see me drive
I`m a dressmaker in Lousiana
Stick my finger ain`t that a shame
People come haggle and paw on my artwork
But no two of my dresses are ever the same
Chorus:
How strange it seems to be me if tomorrow I opened my eyes
And found myself somewhere else I wonder who I`d be
I`m the house man at a place called the exit
The last band I heard bored me to tears
But every so often I hear one that moves me
And love for the music is what keeps me here
Chorus
I`m a rich man I ain`t talking `bout money
I`m a blues singer at the eight by ten
You go out searching for some grand tomorrow
Don`t worry `bout me just drop by now and then
Chorus