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Jim at home in Lyndell, Pennsylvania
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Age
I've been up and down and round and 'round and back again
I've been so many places I can't remember where or when
And my only boss was the clock on the wall and my only friend
Never really was a friend at all
I've traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less
Lost my ideals in that long tunnel of time
I've turned inside out and round about and back and then
Found myself right back where I started again
Once I had myself a million, now I've only got a dime
The diff'rence don't seem quite as bad today
With a nickel or a million, I was searching all the time
For something that I never lost or left behind
I've traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less
Lost my ideals in that long tunnel of time
I've turned inside out and round about and back and then
Found myself right back where I started again
Now I'm in my second circle and I'm headin' for the top
I've learned a lot of things along the way
I'll be careful while I'm climbin' 'cause it hurts a lot to drop
And when your down nobody gives a damn anyway
I've traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less
Lost my ideals in that long tunnel of time
I've turned inside out and round about and back and then
Found myself right back where I started again
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