Some life I've bin livin' Like a song in the night Good sounds every moment Good news and bright lights Anytime I get lonesome I just got ta do the things right Make way for the lady You can do it my son Makin' hay with no gravy Brings the good folk down Anytime you get lonely You just got to turn it around
This life I've bin given It don't tell you no lies Could've been somewhat wasted How could it be otherwise When the sound of the laughter Brought the tears in to my eyes
Make way for the lady You can do it my son Makin' hay with no gravy Gets the day's work done When a blue mood gets rollin' You just got to turn it around Turn it around
Shake hands with the father The son and the holy ghost The impossible believers And the heavenly host If you must do it better You just got to do it the most
Make way for the lady You can do it my son Makin' hay with no gravy Brings all the good folks down When a blue moon starts risin' You just got to turn it around Turn it around Turn it around
Make way for the lady And turn it around
Compositor: Gordon Meredith Lightfoot (Gordon Lightfoot) ECAD: Obra #10843134