How many times must I get up
   Look out and see the same old view
   How many times must I wear the same old things
   And hear the same old things that I do, I do
   How many times must I clean this face my face
   And how many times must I shine my shoes, oh Lord
   How many times must I drink the same old drink
   And dream the same old dreams that I do
  
   Because I, I know one thing
   There ain't nothing that could ever ease the pain
   But for your line and mine
   I want that loving again
  
   How many times must I pass your place. your place
   And how many times must I follow you, you
   How many times must I see the same old things
   When all I should be seeing is you
  
   Because I, I know one thing
   There ain't nothing that could ever ease the pain
   But for your line and mine
   I want that loving again, again