Looking backwards all my pictures Look like send ups of stolen scriptures We were children dressed up like men Paintin' places we'd never been How am I ever gonna get by? How am I ever gonna get by all by myself? Well I'm trying to keep it simple But ain't these gods so damn fickle You're stiff and strong Then you're scared and sober North Carolina in east october How am I ever gonna get by? How am I ever gonna get by all by myself? How am I ever gonna get by? How am I ever gonna get by all by myself? Tell me when and where you learned it You built your chapel and then you burned it Was it Satan or the second coming? The soul you're bearing The song you're strumming How am I ever gonna get by? How am I ever gonna get by all by myself? How am I ever gonna get by? How am I ever gonna get by all by myself?