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Lyrics

Brighter Side
(Eric Erdman and Roger Hill)

I had a summer job down in Monterey harbor
Cleaning decks on the fishing boats
Got to talking to an leathery old sailor there
About life and the best way to stay afloat
He said “these calloused hands were my only means,
I had of taking me to my dreams.
To see those places in my mind I had to
hoist the sail, work the line.”

Cause life, it don’t promise you a brighter side
But it gives you the polish it takes to make it shine
You got to make it shine, make it shine.

In a jar under my bed I saved a little money
Bought a broken down cutlass 442
Spent the winter on that old fixer upper
Took it from bond-o to nearly brand new
Cause I remember what that sailor said
That one way or another you’re gonna work for what we get

Cause life, it don’t promise you a brighter side
But it gives you the polish it takes to make it shine
You got to make it shine, make it shine.

I rolled that T-top down to the mariner tavern
There she was sipping her Tanqueray gin
A girl that was so way out of my league
Olds mobile meets Mercedes Benz
But three short months later I was asking for her hand
And we tied the knot right by the ocean there in the sand.
Her daddy was that same sailor with leathery skin
And What a wedding speech we got from him

He told us

Life, it don’t promise you a brighter side
But it gives you the polish it takes to make it shine
You got to make it shine, make it shine.