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 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------