I L ooked To The E ast I L ooked To The W est
A Y outh Asking F ate To Be Rewa rding
But F ortune Is A Bl ind God Fl ying Through The Cl ouds
And Forg etting Me On Th is Side Of Jo rdan
T ake Of f Your Ol d Co at And Ro ll Up Your Slee ves
L ife I s A Har d Roa d To Tra vel I Believ e
S ilver Spoons To So me Mouths G olden Spoons To Ot hers
D are A Man To Ch ange The Given Or der
T hough They Smile And Te ll Us Al l Of Us Are Br others
N ever Was It T rue This Side Of Jo rdan
T ake Of f Your Ol d Co at And Ro ll Up Your Slee ves
L ife I s A Har d Roa d To Tra vel I Believ e
L ike Some Ragged Ow let Wi th Its Wings Exp anded
N ailed To Some G arden Gate Or Bo ardin
T hus Will I By Som e Men A ll My Life Be B randed
N ever Hurted N one This Side Of Jo rdan
T ake Of f Your Ol d Co at And Ro ll Up Your Slee ves
L ife I s A Har d Roa d To Tra vel I Believ e