I go down the beaten track,  
along the river with an empty bag  
At the end she said to me:  
Why are you here with the autumn leaves?  
 
Cause this is my life, my friend,  
and this is my time to stand  
Cause this is my life, my friend,  
and I cant be no one else  
 
I’m done tipping on my toes,  
strike an iron and attack my soul  
Misty moon, you’re gonna see,  
I’ve got you blues to get on my feet  
 
Cause this is my life, my friend,  
and this is my time to stand  
Cause this is my life, my friend,  
and I can’t be no one else  
 
I don’t [bad word]   
I don’t wanna fight  
I don’t wanna hide,  
I just wanna stay free, to be me  
I don’t wanna win;  
I don’t wanna lose  
I don’t wanna play;  
I just wanna remember, oh I’m my name  
 
Cause this is my life, my friend,  
and this is my time to stand  
 
Cause this is my life, my friend,  
And this is my time to stand  
Cause this is my life, my friend,  
And I cant be no one else  

Cause this is my life, my friend