John Conlee - Nothing Behind You, Nothing In Sight lyrics

From Monday till Friday I sell my time They just want my body; they don't want my mind And I watch that old paycheck just slip through my hands Can't even afford no beer with my friends CHORUS: Ain't that a hell of a way to live out your life? Knowing all your tomorrows will be just a lie? When the worries have stolen the dreams from your life And there's nothing behind you & nothing in sight. From daylight till midnight, her work goes on Raising our children & making our home She needs a new dress, but the money's all gone And what she needs most is some time all her own CHORUS: Ain't that a hell of a way to live out your life? Knowing all your tomorrows will be just a lie? When the worries have stolen the dreams from your life And there's nothing behind you & nothing in sight. And there's nothing behind you & nothing in sight.