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