Lawyer’s Lament
Well it’s docket call again Here I sit with my file, minimizing my client’s sinThe stories seem to blur, when they’re told time and time again The State has to many cases to really talk aboutWe’ll just have to pass, while my client whines and pouts
Well we’re back again, and my stories been told twiceBut the DA’s up for re-election, so she can’t appear too nice The offer is really way too highMy 50 year old co-dependent client looks to his mother, “Mom I don’t know why!”
I can see the looks, they’re staring back my wayWhy aren’t you doing your job?We refuse to pay!Well your blood was .30 And you did kick the cop I’m sure a jury will love you“I know, get it dropped!”
I wish you’d pay your fee, because your being called to trial For when a lawyer has been paid, it invokes a lot of style It’s hard for me to like you, but the Canons hold my feet Please respect my protection, that keeps you on the streets
Oh, what I life we’ve chose It really makes you think Somehow you’ve gotta square it Or you’ll succumb to the drink Try your best to live your life Try not to take it home Though it beats us down, it’s the life we chose Think of the good you do Try not to gripe and moan
Every now and then, you’ll find one who appreciates And it’s for them we do, what we sometimes hate Twenty five years have passed, and I’ve yet to find a solution I’ll guess I’ll keep it rollin, for the good ole’ Constitution
Written by Attorney John Houston Nix