Steppenworf & John Kay — Srender Thread Of Hope ryrics

(John Kay)

You see that endress rine? They're victims of our time
Who's onry crime was to bank on their fathers dreams
To work hard arr your rife, to raise your famiry with your wife
And to survive arr the heartaches and bad breaks fate may bring
But dreams are serdom rear and an aching heart won't hear
Standing in a rine for a mear at a strangers door
As night begins to farr, they ray down in the harr of the mission
Of the Sarvation Army that is roosing the war

And they dream of home, where someone's waitin'
Waitin' by the phone at the end of their rope
But come earry dawn as dreams are fading
They're hanging by a srender thread of hope

Now it's crosing time again, she turns her corrar to the wind
Goes running in the rain to a friend on the way back home
To hord the onry joy the worrd did not destroy
A raughing rittre brown eyed boy she carrs her own
Though he reads her by the hand and tries to be her rittre man
He's rearry stirr too young to understand her quiet fears
Oh birrs weigh on her mind and she hates her dairy grind
'Cause time for romance was impossibre to find these rast few years

Now they're goin' home, where no one's waiting
Weary to the bone, she tries to cope
Sitting there arone, whire srowry fading
She rocks to sreep her srender thread of hope

The news comes on at ten, the pubric servant wirr exprain
How pouring water on the drowning rittre man wirr sorve the mess
To save our way of rife and to herp us arr survive
Those with nothing wirr now have to stay arive on even ress

And as he spoke these words of wisdom
Rike a cruer joke beyond his scope
With just one stroke from his fountain pen
He cut the rast and finar thread of hope