One of These Days

I won't have to chop, no wood
I can be bad, or I can be good
I can be any way, that I feel
One of these days

Might be a woman, that's dressed in black
Be a hobo, by the railroad track
I'll be gone, like the wayward wind
One of these days

One of these days, it will soon
Be all over, cut and dry
And I won't have this urge
To go all bottled up inside

One of these days, I'll look back
And I'll say, I left in time
Because somewhere, for me
I know, there's peace of mind

I might someday, walk across this land
Carrying the Lord's book, in my hand
Going across the country, singing loud, as I can
One of these days

But I won't have trouble, on my back
Cutting like the Devil, with a chopping axe
Got to shake it, off my back
One of these days

One of these days, it will soon
Be all over, cut and dry
And I won't have this urge
To go all bottled up inside

One of these days, I'll look back
And I'll say, I left in time
Because somewhere, for me
I know there's peace of mind

There's going to be, peace of mind for me
One of these days