Lemonade

Every day 'round noon, ol' Barbara Sue drinks out on her front porch
All dressed up, waiting on that hunk to drop some mail off at her door
She loves to look, but she'll never touch him
Can't say the same for her ex-husband
Since he got caught with that cop across the street

Well, let ol' Barb keep sippin' Margs and taking in the view
We've all got our ways of coping too

Some people get by by blowing smoke
Some people get high on the holy ghost
Put a little liquor in the blender
'Til the sweet outweighs the bittеr
Doin' what we gotta do, just tryin' to make it through another day
Chеatin', drinkin', leavin', prayin'
We've all got our way of makin' lemonade

Well, Johnny works a job he hates and acts like he can't pay rent
But he ain't broke, he grows his own green down in that there basement
And we all know he's been through the ringer
Son of a drunk, pentecostal preacher
We all pray that he'll save enough to leave

Some people get by by blowing smoke
Some people get high on the holy ghost
Put a little liquor in the blender
'Til the sweet outweighs the bitter
Doin' what we gotta do, just tryin' to make it through another day
Cheatin', drinkin', leavin', prayin'
We've all got our way of makin' lemonade

Yeah, of makin' lemonade

This world would be a sweeter place to live in
If all life ever handed you was lemons

Some people get by by blowing smoke
Some people get high on the holy ghost
Put a little liquor in the blender
'Til the sweet outweighs the bitter
Doin' what we gotta do, just tryin' to make it through another day
Cheatin', drinkin', leavin', prayin'
We've all got our way of makin' lemonade