The road of life is big and wideI’m just a chicken trying to make it to the other sideFound every pothole along the waySome I fell into and some that I madeEvery day a little nearer to the end of the lineHear the echoes of my footsteps from behindGetting closer all the timeYou might say that I’ve passed half the wayAnd I’m a little more grey than yesterdayWhat you see in the rear-view is only the pastMemories fade but the bad ones lastThere’s much to do before I’m goneTo try to make right for things I did wrongAin’t nobody outrunning the clocksJust one step closer to the pine box