Text: Yardbirds. I Can't Make Your Way.

I can't make your way
Silly men they all get worried
Live their life so worthlessly
Troubled, bothered, flustered, hurried
They should take a look at me

Taxman, rentman, they all chase me
I ain't home when they come around
Got no money, lived my life free
That's the best way, I have found

I can't make your way
I can't make your way


I can't make your way
Is that me I hear you calling?
Do I hear you call my name?
It ain't me that will be falling
Ten years time, I'll be the same

I can't make your way
I can't make your way
I can't make your way
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