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The pressure these days isn't easy so they say, If you're trying to get through this world. And if you're gonna make it, Then you've got to live in a hurry. This world they say may just end any day, And I know that it possibly could. But I can't do nothing about it, So why should I worry. I grew my hair long and sang a protest song, And offered myself to this world, Doing my best in the Search and the quest for the white dove. But I always knew I was just passing through, And the trip has been rocky and long. And through all the changes, There's one thing I sure can be proud of. CHORUS: I'm just blowing along with the wind, Taking it all in stride, Thankful for every minute God gives me, Goin' along for the ride, Holdin' my woman's hand, Helpin' out when I can, Living the one life I own, One day at a time. I have lived down in some jerkwater towns, Where the sidewalks are rolled up by ten. And I've been a swinger, And drifted the heart of a big town. I've had some low rides and walked on the wild side, And it's all been good in its way. I've had some high-ole times, And yeah, I've had some letdowns. [CHORUS] (instrumental) [CHORUS] |