They used to tell me boy you ain't goin' nowhere

With your cheap guitar and your big long hair

You gotta realize all your responsibilities

You gotta get out to work and face reality



You gotta get up in the morning take your heavy load

And you gotta keep goin' down the long black road



So i drifted for a while down the road to ruin

I couldn't find my way i didn't know what i was doin'

I saw a lot of people coming back the other way

So i kept on goin' when i heard them say



"you gotta get up in the morning take your heavy load

And you gotta keep goin' down the long black road"



I made a lot of money i was makin' quite a mess

But they all told me money wouldn't bring me happiness

"you gotta work like a man in a real man's life

You're gonna have to take all the trouble and strife"



You gotta get up in the morning take your heavy load

And you gotta keep goin' down the long black road




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