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.