"Must Be Nice"

*Banjo and harmonica similar to the tune of "Jersey Giant*

A song for those who might understand. Feel lucky if you don't.

"Must Be Nice" is a song idea that came to me while walking my dog years ago. Starting with the first lyric "if you ever got handy to me, well I wouldn't get handy to you". This was basically my way of saying if I ever met you, you wouldn't meet the true version of me. Often just the version that is plagued with illness. "Some people take the road less traveled, Some people take the road that's paved, Some people ain't got no choice and they take the one that's laid". This is about the way my life has gone so far and how a lot of it hasn't been by choice and it's the way I have to live. Even if I wasn't always living completely how I should've been, it's a situation that's very easy to get lost in.

If you ever got handy to me 

well I wouldn’t get handy to you 

I’ve only got one and most people they’ve got two

Some people take the road less travelled 

Some people take the road that’s paved 

Some people ain’t got no choice and they take the one that’s laid  

So it "must be nice” to hold your head when it’s not under a blade 

But life ain’t fair ya see,

So workin' my ass off looks different for me 

I don’t wanna stay home and watch TV

But most people they just don’t agree

Well you shoulda said that first but I shouldn’t have to 

You never know what someone else is goin' through 

So climb on down from your high tree

Cause this wasn’t a choice made by me

You might not agree

But it “must be nice” to live your life so free 

I don’t ask for much 

Don’t wanna hear you say that my life sucks

just wanna walk around the pond and watch the ducks 

Drink my tea and feel my lady’s touch 

I do the wordle in the morning while I'm drinkin' my coffee

Eat a handful of nuts while I’m watchin' hockey 

Learnin’ to be me and not acting cocky

Do what you can with what you got

And don’t spend time thinking what you’re not

Well I know that all my stuff sounds rough 

I’ve had to be a different kind of tough 

No not the kind that makes you buff

But it would make most of you huff and puff

You should do this you should do that 

I’m still trying to figure out just where I’m at

Make sure to keep moving but be still and flat 

You just can’t see what’s under my hat 

I used to run for them ya see

Now they’re running for me

It ain’t about bouncin' back

It ain't about recoil

It’s about just waitin' for the water to boil

Well it “must be nice” ya see

But it sure feels good to just be me

In all our own ways we pay a fee

Being happy and healthy is just the key

But it “must be nice” to live your life so free

Do what ya can with what you got

Forget all the things that you’ve been taught 

Cause you don’t just play the blues

You gotta live through em too