I'm Trying On

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