Down Silver Avenue in rain and mist
You're lookin' for Easy Street, which don't exist
And count the years, yes, and count the years
You smash the mirrored walls, and you cut your fist
You can't control yourself, you can't resist
And shed a tear, oh, yes, and shed a tear

Gotta love to live
Gotta wild, old, rambling road, boy

You've seen the queen of hearts get torn in half
Beneath the chandelier, the golden calf
And diamond rings, yes, yes, yes, and diamond rings
You've seen them factories and railroad yards
And silver moonlit walls with windows barred
And all these things, oh, yes, and all these things

Gotta love to live
Gotta long, old, winding road, boy

And back in Baltimore the morning came
Her face was paradise; you hear her name
Can't break her spell, oh, no, you can't break her spell
She's bound for distant lands, and she won't be back
Her voice was soft and sweet, her skin so black
And fare you well, oh, say well, well, well, and fare you well

Gotta love to live
Gotta lost, old, lonesome road, boy

Writer : STEVE FORBERT
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group