@migu music@

I'm toiling on toiling, toiling, like rock and roll

Where I'm bound I must obey

Toiling, toiling right through the years

I remember things my mama used to say

Son, you should never throw your (slicks? sicks?) away

Until you cross the hill

And if someday find what you been looking for

Although I know you will become a star

Don't forget this way

Things my mama said

I'm toiling on toiling, toiling, like rock and roll

Where I'm bound I must obey

Toiling, toiling right through the years

And she said try to be there offer them

Cause it will never never be too late

For a shower of rain

Things my mama said

I'm toiling on toiling, toiling, like rock and roll

Where I'm bound I must obey

Toiling, toiling right through the years

I'm toiling on toiling, toiling, like rock and roll

Where I'm bound I must obey

Toiling, toiling right through the years