An oth er day, an oth er dol lar gone.

When I get up in the morn ing, I just can’t go on.

I feel the out stretched hands of time;

I ain’t ly in’.

But some thing’s call ing from down deep with in, like I fi n’lly start ed liv ing for my self a gain.

I shake the out stretched hands of time

I ain’t ly in’.

Changed my mind.

’Cause I wan na run

that (Bm)race.

I wan na run

that (Bm)race.

I’ll do it on

my (Bm)pace, long as I get to run that race a gain.

I feel dis cour aged and I doubt my self, but you know you can’t blame it on no bod y else.

On ly you know where it is you be long.

Sing a long:

We got ta run

that (Bm)race.

We got ta run

that (Bm)race.

We’ll do it on

our (Bm)pace, long as we get to run that race a gain.

When I lay my head on my (A)pil low at night, I think a bout what’s still go ing (Gmaj7)right.

Thank the stars up a bove there’s (F#sus)still things left that I (F#)know.

I wan na run

that (Bm)race.

I wan na run

that (Bm)race.

I wan na run

that (Bm)race.