Some people laugh in the dark, Some people cry alone. Some people talk without sayin' a thing, And everything turns out gloomy. Some people count your money, Someone is countin' your days. And somebody got to keep track of your mind. When everything

Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone Aye, aye, aye, aye hear the hound dogs moan And the people say And the creeper was a creepin' and the souls they were hollerin' singin' Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye How how how how how Floyd was a trapper way

Every single word you hear Is coming from this heart of mine. I loved you such a long time ago I walk the lonely streets, I watch the people passing by. I used to smile and say hello. Guess I was just a happy guy. Then you happened, girl, This feeling

The people turned away Down by the seaside See the boats go sailin' Can the people hear What the little fish are sayin' Oh, oh, the people turned away Oh, the people turned away Down in the city streets, See all the folk go racin', racin'

(Whoa-a oh oh oh) Where we're gonna go I don't care what nobody says We're gonna have a baby She's buckled up on navy She don't care what her momma says No she gonna have my baby People call us renegades We like takin' on the town

But I can't let you go We used to love and party Now all we do is argue I tell myself I don't want you no more So much love and hurt And hate, people screaming it won't work Time to time I say I'm gonna leave Damn the world, it's just me and my girl

I got to vote for you ‘Cause if you’ve got the plan Well, you been talkin’, talkin’ to the people Tryin’ to get them to go your way Telling us, telling us not to worry You say we won’t be led astray We’re so tired of your signifying How do we know, 'til

Make some good ol' love Ho na na na People, people Have you heard the good news There's people, people They're running just like you Today I say It's all that matters for now For you, and I

And right out the other, It goes In One Ear, People talkin' shit but you know we'll never bother, They say that we ain't got the style, We ain't got the class, We ain't got the tunes that's goin to put us on the map And I'm a phony in disguise, Trying to

All the people, they say All the soldiers say We may make it through the war If we make it through the night May have lost a million men, but we've got a million more" It'll be alright, It'll be alright It'll be right now Save me, I can't be saved