(David Clayton-Thomas)

What goes up

must come down

spinning wheel

got to go around

talkin' 'bout your troubles

it's a cryin' sin

ride a painted pony

let the spinning wheel spin

You got no money

you got no home

spinning wheel

all al lone

talkin' 'bout your troubles and you,

you never learn

Ride a painted pony

let the spinning wheel turn

Did you find

your directing sign

on the straight and narrow highway

Would you mind a reflecting sign

Just let it shine

within your mind

and show you, the colors

that are real

Someone's waiting

just for you

spinning wheel,

spinning true

Drop all your troubles by the riverside

ride a painted pony

let the spinning wheel fly