Lyrics:

I said it would never work, you said: 'Let us try'
I said: 'I'm a travelling man who would only make you cry'
And when the feeling hit me and I had to move along
you said: 'You were right, I guess, you must sing your song'
And a man is born to do one thing and I was born to sing
And I must take the good times and the bad times that it brings
And I missed you in the morning but most of all at night
And I couldn't stop the music, though I tried with all my might
I lie in bed and watch the shadows moving on the wall
and the loneliness is killing me, so I turn the radio on
and I need you now, I want you, in the slow morning light
and the music makes it easier, but it doesn't make it right
And a man is born to do one thing and I was born to sing
And I must take the good times and the bad times that it brings
And I missed you in the morning but most of all at night
And I couldn't stop the music, though I tried with all my might
Some day, I hope, you will understand why I live this way
Songs keep moving in my head, this music I must play
So I pack my bags and once again I get out on the road
Another day, maybe tonight, I might catch my soul
And a man is born to do one thing and I was born to sing
And I must take the good times and the bad times that it brings
And I missed you in the morning, oh... but most of all at night
And I couldn't stop the music, though I tried with all my might
And a man is born to do one thing and I was born to sing
And I must take the good times and the bad times that it brings
And I missed you in the morning, oh... but most of all at night
And I couldn't stop the music
(Couldn't stop the music)
No, I couldn't stop the music
Because I... hey... I was born... born to sing
Born to sing... born to sing... born to sing