On The Go Again
I could always stay far from the gutter.
And nothing ever made me go astray.
Did any work, like it ought to be done
And saved the lots of money, that I made.
Cause blood is thicker than water.
I just felt like having one more try.
Got rid of my job as soon as possible
And presently I was really flying high.

On the go, again.
On the go, again
I can finally pay attention to the music, that is running through my head.
On the go, again
On the go, again
And there’s nothing that could keep me from once more taking up the thread.


In former days, I was going with the dreamers,
Who thought that it should get them anywhere.
But that’s not I’m after at this late resumption
I know better, having pretty much grey hair.
I don’t need to do it for the money.
And nor I’m in want of getting fame.
It’s just for pleasure, for my own good feelings,
To whatever stage, I won’t make a claim.

On the go, again.
On the go, again
I can finally pay attention to the music, that is running through my head.
On the go, again
On the go, again
And there’s nothing that could keep me from once more taking up the thread.


If my fingers would fail in playing guitar.
And my singing would be getting out of tune
There will always be that voice in my head
And I always will be able to croon…


On the go, again. On the go, again
I can always make something of the music that is running through my head.