I just sat down to watch the game
When I heard the doorbell ring
And I wondered who in the world it could be
Through the peephole, all that I saw there
Was a crooked cap on curly hair
Some kid squintin' back at me
I said, if you're sellin' somethin'
Well, I ain't buyin' nothin'
But I appreciate you stoppin' by
Said, I ain't askin' for a dime
Just a minute of your time
And your name here on the dotted line
Could you sign my petition
Had a spiral notebook in his hand
Handed me a chewed up pen
And I asked him, what am I signin' up for
I scrolled down that wrinkled page
Saw a couple of neighbors names
I kept readin', then I sat down on the porch
It was a letter to the President
With a list that numbered one to ten
It said, make a law where Daddy's don't work late
Keep Uncle Joe and those soldiers safe
Give those kids on TV all they want to eat
Put a stop to bullies on the bus
No crime, no aids, no hate, no drugs
Give a jacket and a job to people on the street
I said, son, sounds like a world I'd like to live in
And I signed his petition
He thanked me for my time
I headed back inside, grabbed a beer
And got back to the game
Thought, by now that boy he's three doors down
Here I am just sittin' round
Waitin' on the world to change
Must've blocked the whole game out
All that I could think about was
Make a law where Daddy's don't work late
Keep Uncle Joe and those soldiers safe
Give those kids on TV all they want to eat
Put a stop to bullies on the bus
No crime, no aids, no hate, no drugs
Give a blanket and a job to people on the street
And I thought, man, ain't that a place I'd like to live in
And I thank God for that boy who's out there fixin'
The world with his petition
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