DOING FINE
(Terry Britten)

I don’t feel bad, don’t feel good
Feel alright ‘cos I’m doing as I should
Don’t look back, no I don’t have the time
I guess I’m doing fine

Got no bags to slow me down
Traveling light but my feet are on the ground
Got no message, I ain’t got a dime
I guess I’m doing fine

Don’t need no paper telling me bad news
No politician giving their views
Don’t need no doctor to tell me I’m well
I feel like heaven and I’ve been through hell

Talking straight I don’t feel confused
Don’t want nothing, I’ve got nothing more to lose
Don’t need no credit, don’t show me where to sign
I guess I’m doing fine
I guess I’m doing fine, doing fine

Don’t come looking for me
I’m doing fine, doing fine, doing fine
No missing persons
‘Cos I’m doing fine, doing fine, doing fine
Don’t go home
‘Cos I’m doing fine, doing fine, doing fine