Texty piesní Dusty Springfield

Dusty Springfield

It Goes Like It Goes

Ain't no miracle being born

People doin' it everyday

It ain't no miracle growing up, ah

People just grow that way

So it goes like it goes

Like the river flows

And time it rolls right on

And maybe what's good gets a little bit better

And maybe what's bad gets gone

Ah, bless the child of a working man

She knows too soon who she is

And bless the hands of a working man

Oh, he knows his soul is his

So it goes like it goes

Like the river flows

And time it rolls right on

And maybe what's good gets a little bit better

And maybe what's bad gets gone

So it goes like it goes

Like the river flows

And time keeps rolling right on, oh

And maybe what's good gets a little bit better

And maybe what's bad gets gone