Music & lyrics: john popper



The sun is warm as the day is long

I just got the feeling i can do no wrong

I've got a long way to walk

Can't afford my next meal

I tell a few lies but my hunger is real



And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years



Mademoiselle tell me do you play

Well, if she shakes her head, well then that's okay

I watch her walk away in haste

There's just no accounting for some people's taste,



And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years



Big angry man in the doorway there

Just keep on walking like i don't care

Why you giving such an evil eye

Could it be you were ignored by every passerby



And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years



Play in the park for tobacco and food

Then i excuse myself but they think i'm rude

Tourist don't want me to end his show

But this colorful attraction got places to go



And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years



Sit at the pier watch the sun go down

Another lost little boy in a big old town

I want to laugh i want to cry

But no matter how hard i may try



It won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years



It won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years



1990 blues traveler music