Lyrics

Friends said nice things about Betty

But she didn't turn an eye
Life just seemed to pass her by
No blue to be seen up in her sky
So there she sat, on the stoop
Waiting' for someone to come on by
A forecast for drizzles and a cloudy horizon
All she could do was moan and sigh

Sister sister don't give up
Something, somehow, someone's coming' round
Sister sister no but but buts
Something, somehow, someone's coming' round

Bo wasn't one much for talking
Not that kind of guy
No long term plans out off his hands
He was just in to getting by
Till he saw Betty there bye the side of the road
A flat tire and cheeks of tears
With a jack and a lug wrench in his hand
He offered to volunteer

Brother brother don't give up
Something, somehow, someone's coming' round
Brother brother no but but buts
Something, somehow, someone's coming' round

You cannot know the future
When your mind is full of doubt
But just when things are at their worst
Maybe you'll find it can all work out

It turns out when Bo changed that tire
One thing lead to another
And before you know it, Bo moved in
And Betty was a mother
Their livin’ large where flowers bloom
And the bluebirds nest and fly
Fence around the garden, a coop full of chickens
And blue is the color of their sky

Children children don't give up
Something, somehow, someone's coming' round
Children children no but but buts
Something, somehow, someone's coming' round

People people don't give up
Something, somehow, someone's coming' round
People people no but but buts
Something, somehow, someone's coming' round

©2019 Hank Fridell & Jeff Sweet; Jeff Sweet Music ASCAP, Fridell Music ASCAP