To run a business that is small
Takes the greatest fortitude of all
With passion, sweat and my money it was built
But the recession seems determined to make it wilt
Customer payments I chase
Credit crunches I face
Plans for expansion I push aside
I stare at dismal sales numbers popeyed
So cut costs and dig into my pocket I must
For being the lifeblood it all seems unjust!
Can I prevail when conditions negate small interests?
Where is the government bailout for small business?
Am I living the dream I wonder?
Small business optimism still seems a plunder
But survive I will
Alas the lifeblood I am still
I will work for no other
Not the president nor my brother
Sit still I cannot
Take orders from others I will not
Failure is not part of my vocabulary
I was born to make dreams a reality