There once was a saddened man who lived in his boat,
deep within his sorrows, dug inside his moat.
If you listen to the wind, you can still hear him cry.

There once was a nervous man worryin' all the time,
We tried to teach him to smile and even make rhyme.
If you listen to the wind you can still hear him whimper,
like a stray little dog beggin' for his dinner.

These situation were not good to have had,
but how can you respect the good when you haven't had the bad?

There once was a lonely man ,
his only way was words,
he is singin' this song right now only to be heard.
If you listen to the wind you can still hear him sing,
belting out in chorus, holding his six string.

I am all of these and more my friend, but the advice I have for you...

These situations are not good to have had, but
how can you respect the good in time
when you haven't had the bad?