I gotta get on I gotta get on out All these worried troubled thoughts gotta get on out of my head Gotta get on out of my head
Will I be on the streets tomorrow Will I have to beg and borrow Will I have to go back to the job I left behind Could you still make it With a guy who never made it Would you look into my eyes if I were to go blind
Gotta get on I gotta get on out All these worried troubled thoughts gotta get on out of my head Gotta get on out of my head
Now will you leave me for another Send me running back to mother Will I have the time to tell you how I really feel Am I just getting slower Or are you just talking faster Do we need bad disaster to make it plain to see
That all these worried troubled thoughts gotta get on out of my head Gotta get on out of my head
Do I just feel like cryin' 'Cause I'm sick and tried of tryin' Trying to convince you this ain't how it has to be The ground you walk on's sacred The sky above awaits you So cast all your frustrations to the bottomless sea
Gotta get on Gotta get on out All these worried troubled thoughts gotta get on out of my head Gotta get on out of my headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
