When there's nothing you can do
When there's nothing you can say
'cause everything aint' going to go your way
If you're feeling kind of strange and you want to lay it down
And it's hard for you to keep your feet on solid ground

You got to keep, on ... keep marchin'
Keep marchin' on
You got to keep, on ... keep marchin'
Keep marchin' on
Keep on ... keep marchin'

When a poor girl shines and a rich girl cries
And the clown is wearing no make up
You goot to get up and run, you got to get up and strive

You got to put on your pride into making it

You got to keep, on ... keep marchin'
Keep marchin' on
You got to keep, on ... keep marchin'
Keep marchin' on
Keep on ... keep marchin'

You got to keep, on ... keep marchin'
Keep marchin' on
You got to keep, on ... keep marchin'
Keep marchin' on
Keep on ... keep marchin'