Still Here

Up at 6, Every day, punch the clock, draw my pay
A Union job, and they’re hard to get, but I’d leave today, cause I
never seemed to fit
I love the money, but I hate this town, every day I’m here, just wears me down

Another day in this big lonely city, Another month, Another year
It’s cost me more than this place will ever give me
But here I am, Still here

Stopped for gas, and a loaf of bread, the man just laughed, shook his head
“Where you from?” I heard him say. I said, “Not from here,” shut the
door and walked away
Don’t fit in, but I won’t change, It’s who I am, sure as my name

Another day in this big lonely city, Another month, Another year
It stole my life, and one day it's gonna kill me
But here I am, Still here

Look at me, that's who I am, just no way you'd understand
Where I'm from, folks still speak, they wave their hands if they see you on the street
30 years and nothing to show, just a pension plan and a longing for home