Lord I wrote a book and thought it's good
All of my friends liked its look
I'm really trying
but agent's aren't buying
My little book
My little book
So I ventured out and made a page
On the worldwide web, it was cool
I printed up copies
And filled up my shelves
My little book
My little book
But Covid hit and I couldn't sell
I couldn't go to schools no more
The libraries liked hardback
So I had to change
My little book
My little book
Oh the price of things was getting high
My budget cried in misery
No room on the shelves
No cash to buy
I went POD
But Lord even now that I am saved
Reality is like a trawler
For Ingram gets some
And Amazon more
I get a dollar
I thank you, Lord for giving me hope
If I try hard, I can recoup
I'll find a buyer
Then a million more
My little book
My little book
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