[Intro]
  (x3)


[Verse]
            
Sun come up in

             
 the morning
              
Blues round my

 
 head
            
I've got a tro

              
ubled mind and

             
 plenty of tim

       
e to roam
            
As I walk this

            
 crooked highw

   
ay
            
Never knowin' 

where to go
             
You know the o

            
nly life I kno

             
w is bein' on 

            
the road

             
I've got holes

             
 in my shoes t

hat I fill wit

h paper
             
When the sun's

             
 out they dry
             
And when it ra

              
ins well they 

             
get wet but I 

      
don't cry

             
Because the su

             
n don't know n

  
o difference
            
Between a rich

            
 man and a bum
            
And the only l

             
ife I know is 

              
movin' round t

    
he sky

             
See him grin d

            
own at you peo

    
ple
            
I guess you do

              
n't know what 

              
his laughter's

  
 from
            
But if you spe

              
nd enough time

         
 on the road
             
Maybe you'd fi

         
nd out
             
Because the su

              
n goes round i

     
n an endless c

ircle
             
Never knowin' 

           
the reason why
              
Still there's 

             
something in t

              
he path that i

             
t traces round

     
 the sky
             
It's like a ci

            
rcle with no e

      
nding
            
But it's a rac

              
e we all must 

 
run
             
And it's the s

            
ame bein' a ri

            
ch man or a bu

    
m

[Outro]
  (x5)