For Better Or For Worse

Thirty cents I have for wanderin

Like those old pennies I swear these must be lucky

Or at least a sign of the times

Things always changin

For better or for worse, who’s to say

I have high hopes in my heart

Don’t trust it, but it’s a sweet dream indeed

That you’ll always be there, and we’ll always be singin

And I won’t say it aloud cuz that’ll curse it

Like sayin the weather will be fair by the bay

But I think all these things will change around us

And we will stay the same