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    It's been two weeks since I've seen my kids
    'Cause my ex-wife won't take my calls
    They changed my shift at work
    It's getting cold and my shoulder hurts
    But here I am, copin' with it all

    Dealin' with the traffic, reelin' from the fumes
    Dealin with the everywhere I look bad news
    And wonderin' how on earth I should be feelin'
    I'm dealin' with my taxes and my 401k
    Dealin' with losin' more ground every day
    And reachin' for a dream I still believe in
    So I keep on dealin'

    My best friend Joe just lost his mama
    And someone stole my sister's car
    Oh but, they'll get by as long as there's
    A thread of hope and a chain of prayer
    I know it's not been easy but so far

    They're dealin' with the doctors, reelin' from the pain
    Dealin' with the clouds and cursin' at the rain
    And wonderin' how on earth they should be feelin
    Dealin' with the cost just to get from A to B
    Dealin' with the crazies and the crime in the streets
    And reachin' for a dream they still believe in
    So they keep on dealin'

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    This Ol' world keeps turnin' around
    The sun comes up and the sun goes down
    But it sure helps knowin' that you're not alone
    Cause everyone is

    Dealin' witht the traffic, reelin' from the fumes
    Dealin with the everywhere we look bad news
    And wonderin' how on earth we should be feelin'
    Yeah, I'm still dealin' with the creditors that I can't pay
    Livin' on a vision of a brighter day
    And reachin' for a dream I still believe in
    So I keep on dealin'

    Oooooooh, well I'm gonna keep on dealin'
    Oooooooh, yeah, yeah

    Oh, I'm gonna keep on dealin
    Yeah, I'm dealin', I'm just dealin', ooooooooh
    I'm just dealin'

    And I'm gonna keep on dealin'
    And we're all dealin with the traffic, reelin from the fumes

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    Composition: Rand Bishop and Rhean Boyer

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