Well, I got a lot 
Lord, I got a lotta losin’ 
Friends and heroes 
Packin’ up and movin’ 
And one of these days 
I’ll be left with nothin’ 
But memories and no time 
So I better get 
Yeah, I better get accustomed 
‘Cause, I got a lot 
Lord, I got a lotta losin’ 
bye 

Well, we never got paid 
But we had a lotta laughs though [bad word]  like thieves through the streets of Chicago 
Look at me now, I’m leanin’ out a Portland window, singin’ 
"I still miss someone" 
So I better get, 
Yeah, I better get accustomed 
‘Cause, I got a lot 
Lord, I got a lotta losin’ 
bye and bye 

Pickin’ up speed 
Pickin’ up the pieces 
Losin’ leaves in every season 
The winter ends right at my feet with 
Flowers peepin’ up through the crack in the concrete 

Well, I got a lot 
Lord, I got a lotta losin’ 
Friends and heroes 
Packin’ up and movin’ 
And one of these days 
I’ll be left with nothin’ 
But memories and no time 
So I better get 
Yeah, I better get accustomed 
‘Cause, I got a lot 
Lord, I got a lotta losin’ 
bye and bye 

I’m pickin’ up speed 
Pickin’ up the pieces 
Losin’ leaves in every season 
The winter ends right at my feet with 
Flowers peepin’ up through a crack in the concrete 

Well, I got a lot 
Lord, I got a lotta losin’ 
Friends and heroes 
Are packin’ up and movin’ 
One of these days 
I’ll be left with nothin’ 
But memories and no time 
So I better get 
Yeah, I better get accustomed 
‘Cause, I got a lot 
Lord, I got a lotta losin’ 
By and by and by and by and by 
By and by and by and by and by and by