Standard (EADGBE)

You know he's moving fast,

Be he's still going slow,

He's ahead in the race,

And there is not far to go,

And your load is so heavy

And your legs want to rest.

It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.

You think he's way up in front

But he's so far behind.

He's asleep in the grass,

And he's run out of time.

While your load was so heavy

You never wanted to stop.

It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.

Your friend is heavy

But he was ready

And never stopped for a while

And while you were sleeping

He went on keeping

the final line in his mind.

It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.

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Long Live The Moody Blues