© 2018 Mark Cote
nosebleed school days trying to prove who you are
puffing yourself up didn't get you that far
Daddy always knew the right things
in wisdom with what he'd say
(chorus) He'd say
life is just a pothole on the road to get to heaven
when you've given 10 he'll take you to 11
just hold on and keep your eyes straight ahead
because life is just a pothole on the road to get to heaven
tear-stained summer days raining without end
But mother could fix the rips with comfort she would mend
propping me back up to face it all again
and reassuring words and this is what she said
(chorus) she'd say
life is just a pothole on the road to get to heaven
when you've given 10 he'll take you to 11
just hold on and keep your eyes straight ahead
because life is just a pothole on the road to get to heaven
down this long long road feeling I am nearing my mortal end
kneeling by my side a robed man who is my friend
Looking in his eyes I could see another world
gently in my ear this is the words that I heard
(chorus)
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