I gotta get on. I gotta get on out. All these worried troubled thoughts gotta get on out of my head. Gotta get on out of my head. Will I be on the streets tomorrow. Will I have to beg and borrow. Will I have to go back to the job I left behind. Could you still make it. With a guy who never made it. Would you look into my eyes if I were to go blind. Gotta get on. I gotta get on out. All these worried troubled thoughts gotta get on out of my head. Gotta get on out of my head. Now will you leave me for another. Send me running back to mother. Will I have the time to tell you how I really feel. Am I just getting slower. Or are you just talking faster. Do we need bad disaster to make it plain to see. That all these worried troubled thoughts gotta get on out of my head. Gotta get on out of my head. Do I just feel like cryin'. Cause I'm sick and tried of tryin'. Trying to convince you this ain't how it has to be. The ground you walk on's sacred. The sky above awaits you. So cast all your frustrations to the bottomless sea. Gotta get on. Gotta get on out. All these worried troubled thoughts gotta get on out of my head. Gotta get on out of my head.