To sing, to laugh, to dream
To walk in my own way
Free, with an eye to see things as they are
A voice that means manhood
To cock my hat where I choose
At a word, a yes, a no
To fight, or write
But never to make a line I have not heard in my own heart
So we get by
Just to get lost, again
But never will I
Roll over and die, alright
To travel any road under the sun, under the stars
Nor care if fame and fortune lie beyond the bourne
Yet with all modesty to say
My soul, be satisfied with flowers
With weeds, with thorns even
But gather them in the one garden you may call your own
In a word, I am too proud to be a parasite
And if my intellect is the germ that grows
Towering to heaven like the mountain pine
I stand not high may be
So we get by
Just to get lost, again
But never will I
Roll over and die, alright
All alone, alone, yes
But why go about making enemies?
Watching all the people making friends everywhere
As a dog makes friends
I mark the matter of these canine courtesies and think
Here comes, thank heaven allow that enemie
So we get by
Just to get lost, again
But never will I
Roll over and die, alright
So we get by
Just to get lost, again
But never will I
Roll over and die, alright
So we get by
Just to get lost, again
But never will I
Roll over and die, alright
So we get by
Just to get lost, again
[00:10.85] To sing, to laugh, to dream
[00:15.67] To walk in my own way
[00:17.92] Free, with an eye to see things as they are
[00:21.86] A voice that means manhood
[00:25.45] To cock my hat where I choose
[00:27.34] At a word, a yes, a no
[00:31.79] To fight, or write
[00:37.25] But never to make a line I have not heard in my own heart
[00:41.80] So we get by
[00:44.02] Just to get lost, again
[00:51.74] But never will I
[00:54.08] Roll over and die, alright
[01:11.95] To travel any road under the sun, under the stars
[01:18.43] Nor care if fame and fortune lie beyond the bourne
[01:23.73] Yet with all modesty to say
[01:26.69] My soul, be satisfied with flowers
[01:29.75] With weeds, with thorns even
[01:35.45] But gather them in the one garden you may call your own
[01:41.47] In a word, I am too proud to be a parasite
[01:44.63] And if my intellect is the germ that grows
[01:46.61] Towering to heaven like the mountain pine
[01:49.31] I stand not high may be
[01:52.45] So we get by
[01:55.06] Just to get lost, again
[02:02.22] But never will I
[02:04.83] Roll over and die, alright
[02:13.23] All alone, alone, yes
[02:15.61] But why go about making enemies?
[02:18.27] Watching all the people making friends everywhere
[02:21.82] As a dog makes friends
[02:24.43] I mark the matter of these canine courtesies and think
[02:28.93] Here comes, thank heaven allow that enemie
[02:32.88] So we get by
[02:35.45] Just to get lost, again
[02:42.90] But never will I
[02:45.24] Roll over and die, alright
[02:53.19] So we get by
[02:55.78] Just to get lost, again
[03:03.18] But never will I
[03:05.29] Roll over and die, alright
[03:13.10] So we get by
[03:15.83] Just to get lost, again
[03:23.47] But never will I
[03:25.87] Roll over and die, alright
[03:33.46] So we get by
[03:36.02] Just to get lost, again