Way To You

Way back when, when the days were young
 Oh, we had our fun
 Never worry much about being cool
 Or growing old to play the old fool
 Part of your life you spend paying your dues
 Walking the miles and singing the blues
 But, if I'm born into a pair of rambling shoes
 I'll tell you what I'll do
 I'll take my wings with a heart that's true
 And find the way, the way to you, ooh-ooh-oh
 The way to you, ooh-ooh-oh
 The way to you
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 And part of your life you spend paying your dues
 Walking a mile in your old man shoes
 When I finally find the way to shake loose
 I'll know what I'll do
 Hang my worry on a golden noose
 And find the way, the way to you, ooh-ooh-oh
 The way to you, ooh-ooh-oh
 The way to you
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 When we're all old and withering sages
 Talking 'bout what might have been
 Like a missing line or torn out pages
 We're gonna miss you then
 Walking the miles and singing the blues
 And learning to love what God gives to you
 And if he gave me rockets on the bottom of my shoes
 I'll tell you what I'd do
 I'd burn my sole where the sun was new
 And find the way to you, ooh-ooh-oh
 The way to you, ooh-ooh-oh
 The way to you, ooh-ooh-oh
 The way to you, ooh-ooh-oh
 The way to you