And it's yours, go out and get it
Don't get wet, please keep dry
Think about the people that made you cry


I believe in a minute for every man
When he must take notice of the clock and all it's hands

If I see the road leads straight ahead
Got to run on down, never never be afraid


I know a man, well he's six feet tall
Buckskin jacket, velvet stripe and all
From Boston town, yeah, he's educated well

And he keeps his mind within a padded cell

Behind the curtain, upon the shelf

Lives a man there, living with himself
Behind his his eyes, behind his smile
What's going on, anybody in the world can tell