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At Least I Tried


They stare at me

They glare at me

Because I tried

But failed

They thought that I was going to be better than I was, you see

But I think in my mind

At least I tried, at least I tried

At least I tried to sing a song

At least it was not very long

My voice came out a rusty squeak

And then I could not even speak

I sounded like a dying pig

Choking on a big brown wig

But unlike those cowards down there

 

 

Giving me that mean ol’ stare

I got up in front of the crowd

And sang my poor heart out

So now I think in my mind

At least I tried, at least I tried

 

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