The Way It Will Be

Intro: I lost you a while ago, But still I don't know why I can't say your name, Without a crow flying by Got to watch my back, Now that you've turned me a-round Got me walking backwards, In my home-town Throw me a rope, On the rolling tide What did you want me to be, He said it's him or me The way you made it, That's the way it will be It was seven years on the burnin' shore, With gatling guns and paint Working the lowlands door-to-door, Like a latter day saint Then you turn me out, At the top of the stairs You took all the glory, That you just couldn't share I've never been so disabused, I've never been so mad I've never been served anything, That tasted so bad You might need a friend, Any day now any day Oh my brother be careful, You are driftin' away Throw me a rope, On the rolling tide What did you want me to be, He said it's him or me The way you made it, That's the way it will be The way you made it, That's the way it will be