Spinning Wheel
What goes up
Must come down
Spinning wheel
Got to go around
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the spinning wheel spin
You got no money
You got no home
Spinning wheel
All alone
Talkin' 'bout your troubles and
You never learn
Ride a painted pony
Let the spinning wheel turn
Did you find
The directing sign
On the straight and narrow highway
Would you mind a reflecting sign
Just let it shine
Within your mind
And show you, the colors
That are real
Someone is waiting
Just for you
Spinning wheel
Spinning true
Drop all your troubles by the riverside
Catch a painted pony
On the spinning wheel fly
You got no money
You got no home
Spinning wheel
All alone
Talkin' 'bout your troubles and
You never learn
Ride a painted pony
Let the spinning wheel turn
Did you find
The directing sign
On the straight and narrow highway
Would you mind a reflecting sign
Just let it shine
Within your mind
And show you, the colors
That are real
What goes up
Spinning wheel
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Someone is waitin
Spinning wheel
Drop all your troubles by the riverside
Must come down
Spinning wheel
Got to go around
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the spinning wheel spin
You got no money
You got no home
Spinning wheel
All alone
Talkin' 'bout your troubles and
You never learn
Ride a painted pony
Let the spinning wheel turn
Did you find
The directing sign
On the straight and narrow highway
Would you mind a reflecting sign
Just let it shine
Within your mind
And show you, the colors
That are real
Someone is waiting
Just for you
Spinning wheel
Spinning true
Drop all your troubles by the riverside
Catch a painted pony
On the spinning wheel fly
You got no money
You got no home
Spinning wheel
All alone
Talkin' 'bout your troubles and
You never learn
Ride a painted pony
Let the spinning wheel turn
Did you find
The directing sign
On the straight and narrow highway
Would you mind a reflecting sign
Just let it shine
Within your mind
And show you, the colors
That are real
What goes up
Spinning wheel
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Someone is waitin
Spinning wheel
Drop all your troubles by the riverside
Credits
Writer(s): David Clayton-thomas
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