I Gotta Get The World Off My Back Lyrics - Bill Martin And Phil Coulter

Well, I gotta get the world off my back 

Or pretty soon I'm gonna crack 

So I gotta get the world off my back 

Somehow 

Leave me 

I'm sitting here thinking about the poems 

I used to write when I was just a little boy 

About that when I grew up 

Everything will be just fine 

Fancy clothes, cigars, drive the best cars 

But now I've grown up 

And I gotta get the world off my back 

My mind is beginning to go black 

So I gotta get the world off my back 

Somehow 

Babe 

I grew up and looked around me 

And I saw that the world was in a mess 

Thousands of hungry people 

Children starving, wars, injustice 

And everybody kept picking on me 

So I gotta get the world off my back 

Or pretty soon I'm gonna crack 

So I gotta get the world off my back 

Somehow 

Babe 

So I gotta get the world off my back 

My mind is beginning to go black 

So I gotta get the world off my back 

Somehow 

Babe