I go, down the beaten track
along the river with an empty bag
At the end she said to me: Why are you here, with the autumn leaves?
Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand
Cause this is my life, my friend, and I cant be no one else
Im done, tipping on my toes
strike an iron and attack my soul
Misty moon, youre gonna see
Ive got you blues to get on my feet
Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand
Cause this is my life, my friend, and I cant be no one else
I dont wanna run; I dont wanna fight
I dont wanna hide; I just wanna stay free, to be me
I dont wanna win; I dont wanna lose
I dont wanna play; I just wanna remember, oh my name
Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand
Oh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand)
Cause this is my life, my friend, and I cant be no one else
Cause this is my life, my friend, and I cant be no one else
Cause this is my life, my friend
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