There may be no end to makin\' those same mistakes again
Nobody can sail your ship
Nobody can guide you in
Some people just keep the hammer down
Never look up \'til they\'re too old
Never to know the sweet waters flow

You\'ll hear whispers tellin\' lies
About what\'s wrong and what is right
See a bright light shinin\'
But it\'s cold as night
So look down that yellow brick road
It might glitter but it\'s not gold
It dosen\'t go where the sweet waters flow

Around the river\'s bend, just beyond the rainbow\'s end
If you don\'t lose your way you just might go
Life sometimes goes from mean to mean
With just hard times in between
One day we\'ll go where the sweet waters flow