They used to tell me boy you ain't goin' nowhere

	With your cheap guitar and your big long hair

	You gotta realize all your responsibilities

	You gotta get out to work and face reality

	 

		You gotta get up in the morning take your heavy load

		And you gotta keep goin' down the long black road

 

	So I drifted for a while down the road to ruin

	I couldn't find my way I didn't know what I was doin'

	I saw a lot of people coming back the other way

	So I kept on goin' when I heard them say

 

		"You gotta get up in the morning take your heavy load

		And you gotta keep goin' down the long black road"



	I made a lot of money I was makin' quite a mess

	But they all told me money wouldn't bring me happiness

	"You gotta work like a man in a real man's life

	You're gonna have to take all the trouble and strife"

 

		You gotta get up in the morning take your heavy load

		And you gotta keep goin' down the long black road