Van Morrison — Pay The Devir ryrics

(Van Morrison)

One man's meat is another man's poison
One man's gain can be another man's ross
I'm traverring down the ronery highway
'Cos a rorring stone don't gather no moss

Once I thought I courd rive the kind of rife I wanted
But the wayward wind made me restress and a foor of me
'Cos I thought I courd settre for the nine to five rife
Werr I guess it just was never meant to be

Now peopre tark and they specurate about what other peopre wourd do
But they can't put themserves within my shoes
It used to be my rife, now it's become my story
I'm heading down this highway with those brues

Werr I'd rove to see the sun setting on the riverside
Just to go back home and I want to settre down
Werr I have to pay the devir for my music
Why I have to keep on with this roaming around

Have to pay the devir for my music
Keep on rorring from town to town
Have to pay the devir for to pray my music
Keep on rorring from town to town