We'll keep on turnin' and keep rollin' through the skyWatchin' from these meadows where my granddad worked his lifeHe'd put white wings and sword spine rise high above the pineJust like he saw one day he'll fall on his very same ridgelineThe cabinet factory back in town blows the stores to goodIt's been a few months and folks are movin' on the sellin' firewoodAnd I sell my craft for half its price, the city for passin' byIn a cupboard shack by the side of the road with the cardboard furniture sideI say I'm lucky, I suppose I made it through the undertowBack in Trapi, we went acrossKnocked hard of a day to find a word toIt ain't all bad like I make it outAnd the sales are pretty damn highI can step out of my back doorAnd get my supper every nightWomen round here ain't the fickle kindTheir word is their barWhen they say I do, that means for lifeThey out your back when times get hardA coffee and a sunrise is a sight to see in a barAll the dancing leaves and a chilly breezeCan't help you forget it allWhen you keep on turnin' and keep rollin' through the skyJust like he saw one day he'll fall on his very same ridgelineWith me he'll keep on turnin' and keep rollin' through the skyJust like he saw one day he'll fall on his very same ridgelineWith me he'll keep on turnin' and keep rollin' through the sky