I work up bright this morning, another sunny day,
Life was treating me real cool, things were going…going my way,
Then I jumped into my Chevy, built to the top, four on the floor,
Roaring through the streets at daybreak,
Wish I’d known what was in store.
How could I know this would be my last day on earth?
All the things that I’ve acquired, now it seems they have no worth.
Oh.
Too late for living; suddenly life is gone,
I know I drove the centre line, acting like I knew it all,
And I wound up in a faster lane, headed for my fall,
Well, I see the light, but it’s too late for me – I’m gone.
Too late for living; suddenly life is gone,
I know I drove the centre line, acting like I knew it all,
And I wound up in a faster lane, headed for my fall,
Well, I see the light, but it’s too late for me – I’m gone.
Too late for living,
Too late for living,
Too late for living,
Too late for living.
