I'm Toiling On

I'm toiling on toiling, toiling, like rock and roll
 Where I'm bound I must obey
 Toiling, toiling right through the years
 I remember things my mama used to say
 Son, you should never throw your (slicks? sicks?) away
 Until you cross the hill
 And if someday find what you been looking for
 Although I know you will become a star
 Don't forget this way
 Things my mama said
 I'm toiling on toiling, toiling, like rock and roll
 Where I'm bound I must obey
 Toiling, toiling right through the years
 And she said try to be there offer them
 Cause it will never never be too late
 For a shower of rain
 Things my mama said
 I'm toiling on toiling, toiling, like rock and roll
 Where I'm bound I must obey
 Toiling, toiling right through the years
 I'm toiling on toiling, toiling, like rock and roll
 Where I'm bound I must obey
 Toiling, toiling right through the years