Oh, the sun will rise in the morning Or so I’m told, but who knows? You could win a million bucks in the morning and then get rolled By a mob of stinkin’ hobos Good news You can’t lose When you tell Mr. Blues that you choose to keep going We’ll never stop We’ll keep on moving forward Even if we don’t know what we’re moving toward They say life’s too short, but they’re wrong It’s so long Sometimes the only way to go Is to just go on Keep a smile in your pocket when the wolf is rat-a-tattin’ at the door Just lock it tight Keep a dream in your heart and you’ll never ever want for more Unless you’re in a knife fight Chin high, spit in the eye Of the folks who can’t stop laughing at the stupid things you’ve done Don’t ever stop Even though your heart is breaking Don’t look over your shoulder at the love you left behind They say life’s too short, but they’re wrong It’s so long Sometimes the only way to go Is to just go on