Life Rolls On
I don’t know, but I’ve been told
If you ain’t busy livin’, then you’re getting old
That always seemed to make good sense to me
So I’ve been running my whole life
Diving in; never thinking twice
Chasing down what life had in store for me
Ain’t nothing gonna stop this train from moving
Gonna grab hold & keep on singing
La, La, La, La, La, La, Life Rolls On
La, La, La, La, La, La, Life Rolls On
I don’t know but it seems to me
A chair & the sand & a summer breeze
And a sunset, Man, that’s where I belong
So sit down here right next to me
We’ll toast to love and living free
And watch the tide roll in all night long
As sure as the sun & the moon keep shining
We’ll be here & we’ll be singing
La, La, La, La, La, La, Life Rolls On
La, La, La, La, La, La, Life Rolls On
Yeah Life Rolls On
As sure as the sun & the moon keep shining
We’ll be here & we’ll be singing
La, La, La, La, La, La, Life Rolls On
La, La, La, La, La, La, Life Rolls On
And we’ll be singing
La, La, La, La, La, La, Life Rolls On
La, La, La, La, La, La, Life Rolls On
Yeah Life Rolls On
Life Rolls On
Yeah Life Rolls On
I don’t know, but I’ve been told
If you ain’t busy livin’, then you’re getting old
That always seemed to make good sense to me
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