| There’s do’ers and don’ters and I wills and won’ters
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| And them, that don’t even try
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| Givers and takers, movers and shakers
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| And them that are just passing by
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| Skidrows and winos and some folks that I know
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| That don’t do like I think they should
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| I thought they were livin' their lifes all wrong
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| Long, before I understood
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| We all have to walk our own road
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| We can’t always go where we’re told
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| In the end where it’ll end up — the Lord only knows
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| But we all have to walk our own road
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| I’ve had some good times and I’ve had a good life
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| And I’ve had things goin' my way
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| I’ve walked the highground and treasures that I’ve found
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| An' women who brightened my day
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| Then there were times I was caught in the crosswinds
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| With life — goin' 'round and around
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| Like a ship with no sails, I was caught in a gale
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| Til I fin’ly just ran it a-ground
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| We all have to walk our own road
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| We can’t always go where we’re told
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| In the end where it’ll end up — the Lord only knows
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| But we all have to walk our own road
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| We all have to walk our own road
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| We can’t always go where we’re told
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| In the end where it’ll end up — the Lord only knows
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| But we all have to walk our own road |