Long Way Round

I got up this morning took the long way around Not too much upon my mind, trying to slow it down Not much in a hurry, no particular place to be Listening to all the things I hear and lookin at what I see What I see The son of a preacher man and a poet, by the way Up half the night raising cane and working the fields all day Praying for the rain to fall and wash my blues away Thanking all my stars above for all I had that day Time keeps on rollin, will I be satisfied Just trying to do my livin all before I die And if I just keep a'gettin on, another day to see The sun shines upon my face and the blues, they let me be Oh the blues, they let me be Oh the blues, they let me be