Chronicles of a
Cancer Patient

I think it’s easy to look at the things going wrong in your life and compare them to the things going right in other people’s lives and to sit and curse awhile. It’s easy, but I don’t believe in doing it. I recorded an old song today about that.

Now, I’m not a praying man, but I am a thoughtful man. I recorded this song today, not because of it’s religious bend, but rather, I guess, in spite of it’s religious bend.

Normally a bluegrass waltz, I wanted to slow this song down and put in some piano to make the lyrics a bit more…searing, I guess is the word.

My voice is a little shaky on this one. See, I stopped singing ten years ago, mostly because I sang out of tune and that made singing *not* fun. And for a long time now, my cough made singing mostly impossible. I always told myself that if I could ever get rid of that stupid cough, I would start singing again. But more than that, I realize now that life is short, and it’d be a waste if you didn’t spend it singing. So be forgiving, will you? I’m starting my life again here.

Farther Along

Tempted and tried, we’re oft made to wonder,
Why it should be thus, all the day long;
While there are others, living about us
Never molested, though in the wrong.

Farther along, we’ll know all about it.
Farther along, we’ll understand why,
Cheer up my brothers, walk in the sunshine
We’ll understand it all, by and by.

When death has come and taken our loved ones,
Leaving our homes so lonesome and drear,
Then do we wonder why others prosper
Living as sinners year after year.

Farther along, we’ll know all about it.
Farther along, we’ll understand why,
Cheer up my brothers, walk in the sunshine
We’ll understand it all, by and by.