I sitting on my front porch practicing my favorite Jamaican song...

Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top

All of a sudden, I was rudely interrupted by a car alarm
Then I listened and realized the alarm was hitting a G
What goes with G? G7... A7... C... G7...
I made that car horn my rhythm section

Sad to say, I’m on my way
Won’t be back for many a day
My heart is down, my head is turning around
I had to leave a little girls in Kingston town

Got to go with what you got
Got to go with what you got
 Makes no difference if it’s h[C7]ot or not
Got to go with what you got


You can use it if it's hot or cold
You choose it if it's new or old

Got to go with what you got
Got to go with what you got
Makes no difference if it’s h[C7]ot or not
Got to go with what you got

© Copyright 2025 Peter Lloyd

Go With What You Got

Songwriter since 1966. Can't believe I still have to write protest songs. Prefer writing love songs and songs of praise for stand-up women and men, parodies, lyrical nonsense, blues and adaptations.