IÔÇÖll be here awhile ainÔÇÖt going nowhere
IÔÇÖll be here awhile ainÔÇÖt going nowhere
IÔÇÖll be here awhile ainÔÇÖt going nowhere
IÔÇÖll be here awhile
Far is solace in the maddening pace
Sad state written on my face
Not a tight rope walk but dance
Uncertain game of chance
But IÔÇÖll see it through in time
IÔÇÖll be here awhile ainÔÇÖt going nowhere
IÔÇÖll be here awhile ainÔÇÖt going nowhere
IÔÇÖll be here awhile ainÔÇÖt going nowhere
IÔÇÖll be here awhile
And if a person place or thing can deliver
I will quiver with delight
Tempted by the hand that could
Blind my vision and sight
But at twenty years of age
In frolic and in rage
I will see it through in time
IÔÇÖll be here awhile ainÔÇÖt going nowhere
IÔÇÖll be here awhile ainÔÇÖt going nowhere
IÔÇÖll be here awhile ainÔÇÖt going nowhere
IÔÇÖll be here awhile
But the dawn has come into the endless night
And everythingÔÇÖs going to be all right
But at thirty years of age
Through frolic and in rage
All regressed and healed in time
IÔÇÖll be here awhile ainÔÇÖt going nowhere
Said I, said I, said I
I will survive
