Just How Little I Know

(альбом: Back In The Fire - 1989)

I remember my grand daddy carving on a block of pine
He shortly laid his old knife down and opened up his mind
He said we never know how long we'll be around
I wanna share with you a nugget of truth
Something that an old man found

Every living soul is like a sack of seed
You need room to grow and room to breathe
There ain't much more I'm sure of, this far down the road
'Cause the longer I live the more I learn just how little I know

He said I wish I had a dollar for every bridge I've turned
But there's nothing that'll substitute
For the things we live and learn
And Lord knows I've lived and I'm still alive
And the school of hard knocks has taught me
A little horse sense I'll get you by

Every living soul is like a sack of seed
You need room to grow and room to breathe
There ain't much more I'm sure of, this far down the road
'Cause the longer I live the more I learn just how little I know

Every living soul is like a sack of seed
You need room to grow and room to breathe
There ain't much more I'm sure of, this far down the road
'Cause the longer I live the more I learn just how little I know
How little I know