I go, down the beaten track Along river with an empty bag At the end she said to me: Why are you with the autumn leaves?
'Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand 'Cause this is my life, my friend, and I can't be no one else
I'm done, tipping on my toes Strike iron and my soul Misty moon, youre gonna see I've got you blues to get on my feet
'Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand this is my life, my friend, and I can't be one else
I dont wanna run; I dont wanna fight I dont wanna hide; I just wanna stay free, to be me I dont wanna win; I dont wanna lose I dont wanna play; I just remember, oh my name
'Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand Oh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
this is my life, my friend, and this is my to stand) 'Cause this is my life, my friend, and I can't be no one 'Cause this is my life, my friend, and I can't be no one else 'Cause this is my life, my friend