Lyrics:

Been Kickinã¢â‚¬â„¢ Sawdust
in These Clothes
for A Blue Moon
and A Red Nose
the Boys Will Put 'em Up
and Tear 'em Down
weã¢â‚¬â„¢ll Wash Away
the Dirt
just A Glass A Day
ainã¢â‚¬â„¢t Gonna Hurt
pretty Soon Weã¢â‚¬â„¢ll Move On
out Of Town

we Pass Them By
across The Plains
we Donã¢â‚¬â„¢t Even Try
to Catch The Names
itã¢â‚¬â„¢s Supper-Time And Their Kids
are Home From School
they Draw The Shades
on Their Shops
while We Go A'checking
through The Props
and Putting On The Paint
to Play The Fool

then We're Rollinã¢â‚¬â„¢ On
rollin' On
feeling, Better
than We Did Last Night
rollinã¢â‚¬â„¢ On Rollinã¢â‚¬â„¢ On
itã¢â‚¬â„¢s Hard Some Times
pretty Much Itã¢â‚¬â„¢s Alright

iã¢â‚¬â„¢ll Go Soft Shoe
when It Rains
iã¢â‚¬â„¢ll Go Shuffle Through
the Aches And Pains
mr. Young At Heart
thatã¢â‚¬â„¢s What I Try To Be
they All Laugh
and Cry
they Get To Feeling Better
and That Is Why
if It Was Good For You
truly It Was Good For Me

then We're Rollinã¢â‚¬â„¢ On
rollinã¢â‚¬â„¢ On
feeling Better
than We Did Last Night
rollinã¢â‚¬â„¢ On Rollinã¢â‚¬â„¢ On
itã¢â‚¬â„¢s Hard Sometimes
pretty Much Itã¢â‚¬â„¢s Alright