Something threw me in the dirt

Kinda got my feelings hurt

Weed was burnin'

Somewhere down the wind

I had to get up

Little Lucy's such a doll

Liked to climb her garden wall

But she only sees me as a friend

I got to get up

I gotta bury my pride, drag this line

Over that hill one more time

Gotta get up in the morning, make my way

Over that hill again

Tempers flare

And the words are spokеn

You close one door

And another opеns

You hear the music

And you're wondering