I packed a bag for my life’s journey
Pushed my boat into the creek
I paddled out to meet the current
And that was when I saw the leak
[chorus]
I’m up the creek without a paddle
I’m just going with the flow
All my protesting doesn’t matter
I have to trust this leaky boat
I started bailing out the water
I was worried I might sink
That’s when I lost my only paddle
What else was there for me to think?
[chorus]
So I’m just drifting in the current
I vainly cry out helplessly
I have to hope that someone hears it
And comes in time to rescue me
Copyright 2007 Donald Paul Harris