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
Oh, have to answer to anyone
I'll get up with the morning sun
But I'll be gone like a bird that flies
One of these days
I might be a woman that's dressed in black
Be a hobo by the railroad track
Go in any place that I want to go
One of these days
Do anything that I want
If I want to or if I don't
But 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
Cause somewhere for me I know
There's peace of mind
I might someday walk across this land
Carry 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
I got to shake it off of 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"
Cause somewhere for me I know
There's peace of mind
There's going to be peace of mind for me
One of these days