Ain't no miracle being born
People doinâ it everyday
Ain't no miracle growinâ up
People just grow that way
So it goes like it goes, like the river flows
And time it rolls right on
And maybe whatâs good gets a little bit better
And maybe whatâs bad gets gone
Bless the child of a workinâ man
He knows too soon who he is
Bless the hands of a workinâ man
He knows his soul is his
So it goes like it goes, like the river flows
And time it rolls right on
And maybe whatâs good gets a little bit better
And maybe whatâs bad gets gone
So it goes like it goes, like the river flows
And time keeps rollinâ on
And maybe whatâs good gets a little bit better
And maybe whatâs bad gets gone