And I've got my thoughts to position

But do I know how to act?

I got no silent ambitions

But does that make me a man

Until I learn all I can

And mean all I understand

As a way of living

And I'm a piece of the earth

I take no offence

I can be who I am

I have no pretense

Only to what you can be

If you want to be

It's a way of living



I've got a pen in my pocket

Does that make me a writer

Standing on the mountain

Doesn't make me no higher

Putting on gloves

Don't make you a fighter

And all the study in the world

Doesn't make it science



So grab a piece in the air

Try an' make it sing

Try and be who you can

It's the real, real thing

I'm into what you can be

If you want to be

It's a way of giving



I've got a pick in my pocket

Does that make me a player

Words can't do

What action does louder

Putting on gloves

Don't make you a fighter

And all the study in the world

Doesn't make it science



I've got a pen in my pocket

Does that make me a writer

Standing on the mountain

Doesn't make me no higher

Putting on gloves

Don't make you a fighter

And all the study in the world

Doesn't make it science



I've got a pick in my pocket

Does that make me a player

Words can't do

What action does louder

Putting on gloves

Don't make you a fighter

And all the study in the world

Doesn't make it science