My Petition Songtext / Lyric

I just sat down to watch the game

When I heard the doorbell ring

An' I wondered who in the world it could be

Through the peephole, all that I saw there

Was a crooked cap on curly hair

An' some kid squintin' back at me



I said, "If you're sellin' somethin'

Well, I ain't buyin' nothin'

But I appreciate you stoppin' by"

Said, "I ain't askin' for a dime just a minute of your time

An' your name here on the dotted line

Could you sign my petition?"



Had a spiral notebook in his hand

Handed me a chewed up pen

An' I ask you, "What am I signin' up for?"

I scrolled down that wrinkled page

Saw a couple of neighbor's names

I kept readin' and I sat down on the porch






It was a letter to the President

With a list that numbered one to ten



It said, "Make a law where daddys don't work late

Keep Uncle Joe an' those soldiers safe

Give those kids on TV all they want to eat

Put a stop to bullies on the bus

No crime, no waits, no hate, no drugs

Give a jacket and a job to people on the street"



I said, "Son, sounds like a world I'd like to live in"

And I signed his petition



He thanked me for my time

I headed back inside, grabbed my beer

An' got back to the game

Thought by now that boy, he's three doors down

Here I am just sittin' round

Waitin' on the world to change



Must've blocked the whole game out

All that I could think about was



Make a law where daddys don't work late

Keep Uncle Joe an' those soldiers safe

Give those kids on TV all they want to eat

Put a stop to bullies on the bus

No crime, no waits, no hate, no drugs

Give a blanket and a job to people on the street"



An' I thought, "Man, ain't that a place I'd like to live in"

And I thank God for that boy that's out there fixin'

The world with his petition