You've Had To Struggle, You've Had To

Let The Disappointments Pass Let The Laughter Fill Your Glass Let The Illusions Last Until They Shatter Whatever You Might Hope To Find Among The Thoughts That Crowd Your Mind There Won't Be Many That Ever Really Matter.

I Want To Know What Became Of The Changes We Waited For Love To Bring/were They Only The Fitful Dreams Of Some Greater Awakening?

Well, I'm A Standing On A Cornerin Winslow, Arizonaand Such A Fine Sight To See,it's A Girl, My Lord, In A Flatbed Fordslowin' Down To Have A Look At Me.

Looking Out At The Road Rushing Under My Wheels. Looking Back At The Years Gone By Like So Many Summer Fields.

When I Really Started Liking Music Was When I Could Play Some Of It Myself, And After A Couple Of Years Of Playing Folk Music, I Kinda Rediscovered Those Hits That Were On The Radio All The Time When I Was A Kid.