After Thoughts
The Poetry of J. Hodges

High Class Problems

People used to tell me
“Boy, ain’t you got problems.”
and they were right!
But they could never say
even on a cloudy day
that I was ever too up-tight

My cadi just broke down
and my dog, he bit my leg
My girlfriend just left town
and she stole my diamond ring
My stocks are down
Now, I can’t afford a thing
Cause I got high-class problems
and they don’t even mean a thing

I got high-class problems
and that ain’t never bad
I got high-class problems
they don’t never make me sad
I got a roof and some spaghetti
even garlic bread
I got high-class problems
the best I ever had

My band broke-up
The cat’s been run-over.
Then, In the middle of the rain
I found a four-leaf clover
Threw my back all outta-whack
and boy, am I in pain
I got high-class problems
They don’t even mean a thing.

Well, the good lord‘s got my back
and I’ll never miss a meal
Got a hole in my roof
but good-god, that’s no big deal
Cause ’there’s no hole in my bucket
So, I empty it with zeal

I got high-class problems
and that ain’t never bad
I got high-class problems
they don’t never make me sad.
I got a roof and some spaghetti
got even garlic bread
I got high-class problems
the best I ever had

When I have a little problem
I just remember this
It gets a whole lot better
if my head’s not in a twist
I thank my lucky stars
I do a dance and I sing
Cause I got high-class problems
and they don’t even mean a thing

I got high-class problems
the best I ever had.
I got high-class problems
and for that, I’m awful glad.

-J