Jack Ball in the Sand  - ListenHere      

Sometimes I’m good, sometimes I’m bad.

Sometimes I’m happy, sometimes I’m sad.

Sometimes I’m slipping and lose my feet,

sometimes it’s harsh, (but) most times it’s sweet

Like when I see you come strolling through the orchard, 

apples, pears, and peaches promenade;

when the oak tree shades your smile and you reach out for my hand,

when the last ball finds the jack ball in the sand.

Sometimes I’m lucky, sometimes I’m cold.

Sometimes I shoot the moon, sometimes I fold.

Sometimes I’m fumbling, lose all control,

one day I’m busted, then on a roll.

Like when I see you come strolling through the orchard, 

apples, pears, and peaches promenade;

when the oak tree shades your smile and you reach out for my hand,

when the last ball finds the jack ball in the sand.

Sometimes I have, sometimes I’ve not.

Sometimes all I get is all I got.

Sometimes I ‘m wishing, but there ain’t no star,

sometimes you’re gone, but not too far

Like when I see you come strolling through the orchard, 

apples, pears, and peaches promenade;

when the oak tree shades your smile and you reach out for my hand,

when the last ball finds the jack ball in the sand.