Don't Look Down, Pollyanna - Steve Forbert

The sidewalk spiel, it’s no big deal

The traffic lights are blinking just the same

The church bell tolls for hearts and souls

And every moth is flapping towards a flame

Don’t look down, Pollyanna

Don’t look down at all

Shreveport, Louisiana

Is just as high as Niagara Falls

You feel as if you’re over a barrel

You think you might be close to the edge

You’re hoping there’ll be somebody there who

Will get you back intact off the ledge

Your west side home, they foreclosed on

Is someone else’s dream come true today.

At near half price, it must feel nice

To wake up with a mortgage one can pay

Don’t look down Pollyanna

Don’t look down at all

Shreveport, Louisiana

Is just as high as Niagara Falls

You feel as if you’re over a barrel

You think you might go straight down the drain

You’re hoping there’ll be somebody there who

Will zap you back to Hackberry Lane

«The World And How To Work It»

Is a book you should’ve read

There should’ve been a copy

On the night stand by your bed

«Life And How To Live It»

Is another good choice as well

The new large print edition and a fairly clean hotel

A sweet soul blast from days gone past

Is bouncing off the Greyhound station wall

A safe past tense that makes good sense

And now is somewhat painful to recall

Don’t look down, Pollyanna

Don’t look down at all

Shreveport, Louisiana

Is just as high as Niagara Falls

You feel as if you’re over a barrel

You think you might be close to the end

You’re hoping there’ll be somebody there who

Will get you back on track once again