I'm going away to see my own
And tread my earth
I've got no ordinary gain
By to set my worth
I get enough and I get too late
And if I fall down on the road
Then I won't get grazed

I cannot let you take my time
Or till my earth
You've had enough of life to see
That it shakes my nerve
All of these things I can't get straight
And if I'm falling to the road
Then I won't get grazed

I've had two of them or three
And I just get hurt
I watch me crawling down the road
Trying to guess my worth
I know not what I'm trying to say




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