Well, I got a lot, Lord, I got a lotta losin’
Friends and heroes packin’ up and movin’
And one of these days I’ll be left with nothin’
But memories and no time
So I better get Yeah, I better get accustomed
'Cause, I got a lot Lord, I got a lotta losin’
By and by and by and by and by
(verse 2)
Well, we never got laid But we had a lotta laughs, so
Runnin’ like thieves through the streets of Chicago
Look at me now, I’m leanin’ out of open windows, singin’
I still miss someone
So I better get, Yeah, I better get accustomed
'Cause, I got a lot Lord, I got a lotta losin’
By and by and by and by and by
(chorus)
Pickin’ up speed Pickin’ up the pieces
Losin’ leaves in every season
The winter ends right at my feet with
Flowers creepin’ up through the crack in the concrete
(verse 1)
By and by and by and by and by and by and by and by and by