In Between

Well I knew a dealer, Dan, and he'd say "Don't worry 'bout me - I'm never gonna fit the plan And I'll never work for free" And then he spent some time in a State Penitentiary I believe he made ten cents an hour And I knew a girl in college Sweet as the summer sun Never worried 'bout books and knowledge She was having too much fun And I hear these days she's living at home with a three year old son Reading up on women taking power The trees grow high and the leaves they grow green And me oh my all the things that I have seen Don't be surprised little bro When the world turns out mean Life is what happens In Between Well I know a man, old man, about ninety five He could hardly see nor stand But he was goddamn glad to be alive And he said, "Hey son go and taste of life! Get in your car and drive." And that's exactly what I do