(Verse 1)
Woke up this morning, got a call from the boss,
Said, "Son, we got a project, gonna be a loss."
Said, "Junior, you're up, gotta maintain the code,
It's been here since the '90s, feels like an old abode."
(Chorus)
Oh, I'm just a junior in this legacy mess,
With every bug I fix, feels like a test.
But I'll keep on pushin', ain't no time to rest,
Gonna turn this old code into the best.
(Verse 2)
Got lines of code older than my dad,
Comments so sparse, man, it's kinda sad.
But I'll grab my coffee, put on my blues,
Dive into the code, chase away those clues.
(Chorus)
Oh, I'm just a junior in this legacy mess,
With every bug I fix, feels like a test.
But I'll keep on pushin', ain't no time to rest,
Gonna turn this old code into the best.
(Bridge)
Late nights in the office, ain't no surprise,
Solving these problems, feels like a prize.
With every refactor, I feel more alive,
Gonna bring this old code back to thrive.
(Verse 3)
So I'll keep on coding, through the night,
With every line I touch, gonna make it right.
Though this code's older than my grandpa's shoes,
I'll bring it up to date, singin' the blues.
(Chorus)
Oh, I'm just a junior in this legacy mess,
With every bug I fix, feels like a test.
But I'll keep on pushin', ain't no time to rest,
Gonna turn this old code into the best.
(Outro)
So here's to the junior, with a bluesy soul,
Tackling that legacy, reachin' for the goal.
In the heart of the code, gonna find my groove,
Turn this bluesy mess into a smooth groove.
