Hot in the Sun, Cold in the Shade
(Verse 1) Well it’s hot in the sun, cold in the shade, Life’s a funny game, can’t dodge the spade, Walking down this dusty road, feeling frayed, And I think everyone has it made. (Chorus) Oh, it's hot in the sun, cold in the shade, I keep moving on, though the colors fade, This old guitar, my only aid, And I think everyone has it made. (Verse 2) There’s a jukebox playing our serenade, Laughter in the air, love on parade, But in the shadows, the debts unpaid, And I think everyone has it made. (Chorus) Oh, it's hot in the sun, cold in the shade, I keep moving on, though the colors fade, This old guitar, my only aid, And I think everyone has it made. (Bridge) In the heart of the night, when the blues invade, The memories haunt, the feelings cascade, I find my peace, in the notes displayed, And I think everyone has it made. (Outro) Oh, it's hot in the sun, cold in the shade, I keep moving on, though the colors fade, This old guitar, my only aid, And I think everyone has it made