Am C F
Been kickin' sawdust in these clothes, For a blue moon and a red rose,
Am G Am
The boys will put em up and tear em down.
Am C F
Wash -a- way the dirt, Just a glass a day aint gonna hurt,
Am G Am
Pretty soon well move on out of town.
Am C F
We pass em by across the plains, We don't even try and catch the names,
Am G Am
Its supper time and the kids are home from school,
Am C F
They draw the shades on their shops, while we go-a checkin' through the props,
Am G Am
An puttin' on the paint to play the fool.
C F C F C G
Then rollin' on . . . rollin' on....feelin' better than we did last night
C F C F Dm G Am
rollin' on . . . rollin' on.......,its hard sometimes but pretty much its alright
I'll go soft shoe then it rains, I'll go shuffle through the aches and pains
"Mr. Young-at-heart" that'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