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 head