Ain't no miracle being born
People doing it everyday
Ain't no miracle growing old
People just roll that way
So it goes like it goes
And the river flows
And time
It rolls right on
And maybe what's good gets a little bit better
And maybe what's bad gets gone
Bless the child of the working man
She knows too soon who she is
And bless the hands of a working man
He knows his soul is his
So it goes like it goes and the river flows
And time
It rolls right on
And maybe what's good gets a little bit better
And maybe what's bad gets gone
Yeah, it goes like it goes like the river flows
And time keeps rolling on
And maybe what's good gets a little bit better
And maybe what's bad gets gone
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