On My Way (Folk Rock)

Song Length 2:25 Genre Country - Rock, Country - Rock

Lyrics

On My Way 2:25 (Copyright Bob Mau)

One sweet summer day I packed my bags, went on my way to do what I always wanted to do
I played and sang til I'd turn blue and the crowds loved every tune I'd do
I'm on my way to do what I do
I pulled myself from poverty
Into the lap of luxury
What success would bring I could not foresee
I kept my head did not fall for the scene
I did not do what the others do they said it's nice meeting you
They took the faster lane and I'm still on my way

I pulled myself from poverty
Into the lap of luxury
What success would bring I could not foresee
I kept my head did not fall for the scene
One sweet summer day I packed my bags, went on my way to do what I always wanted to do
I played at and sang until I'd turn blue when the crowds looked at me do not do
I'm on my way to do what I do
I pulled myself from poverty
Into the lap of luxury
What success would bring I could not foresee
I kept my head did not fall for the scene
It's been some years now I am here and they are gone let's carry on
They took the faster lane and I'm still on my way
One sweet summer day I packed my bags, went on my way to do what I always wanted to do

Lyrics Bob Mau Music Bob Mau
Producer Bob Mau Publisher Bob Mau
Performance Bob Mau Label Bob Mau
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