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Never was much of a singer Though I’ve written a song or two Wrote about love, heartbreak and life ’Bout hurt and regrets old and new Don’t know if I’ve touched any hearts Or if I’ve made anyone blue Just know the words all came easy Like a freight train just passing through Thought maybe I’d write no more songs Still it’s hard to stop the pen It just follows the lines and keeps right on goin’ Until it gets to the end Yeah, until it gets to the end Until it gets to the end Thought many times, what’s the point? You can see what your words are worth They’ve all been used many times before Wasn’t me that gave them all birth Well, it wasn’t for a lack of tryin’ Or giving up in the face of defeat I don’t look at life in the mirror Eye to eye is where life and I meet Thought maybe I’d write no more songs Still it’s hard to stop the pen It just follows the lines and keeps right on goin’ Until it gets to the end Yeah, until it gets to the end Until it gets to the end, my friend Hoped a song that I wrote might go somewhere Though none that I wrote ever did I just put them all back in the box With more of my dreams ’n closed the lid Yeah, I closed the lid Thought maybe I’d write no more songs Still it’s hard to stop the pen It just follows the lines and keeps right on goin’ Until it gets to the end I thought maybe I’d write no more songs Still it’s hard to stop the pen It just follows the lines and keeps right on goin’ Until it gets to the end Until it gets to the end Yeah, until it gets to the end Copyright 2020 Neil w Young, Restless Wind Music All Rights Reserved