I was carefully selecting where to put my feet br Slipped and landed in the manure on my seat. br I dream about how wonderful It would be to wake up br And see you laying next to me in bed br But its all a dream till the time comes br Well, this is life, I thought sometimes you just slip and fall br Then you get up, clean yourself onward to your next call. br So I got up and went home and washed the manure and br The grass now I have a story to tell, about falling.