Lyrics One of These Days - Emmylou Harris

One of These Days

I won’t have to chop no wood, I can be bad or I can be good
I can be any way that I feel one of these days
Won’t have to answer to anyone, I’ll get up with the mornin' sun
But I’ll be gone like the birds that fly, one of these days
I might be a man that’s dressed in black, be a hobo by the railroad track
Go anyplace that I want to go, one of these days
Do anything that I want, if I want to or if I don’t
But I’ll be gone like the wayward wind one of these days
One of these days it will soon be all over, cut and dry
And I won’t have this urge to go all bottled up inside
One of these days I’ll look back, and I’ll say I left in time
Cause somewhere for me I know there’s peace of mind
I might someday be a preacher man and carry the Lord’s Book in my hand
Going 'cross the country singing loud as I can, one of these days
But I won’t have trouble on my back, cutting like the Devil with a chopping axe
Got to shake it off of my back one of these days
There’s going to be peace of mind for me one of these days…