[Verse 1]

When I get up she swears that she don't hear it

Says that I'm as quiet as a mouse

I comb my hair, throw some water on my face

And back out of the stillness of our house

[Pre-Chorus]

Lately my patience is in short supply

Nothing good seems to ever come

No matter how hard I try

[Chorus]

Maybe it's the getting by

Maybe it's the getting by

It'd swallow up your every step

Boy, if it could

Maybe it's the stuff it takes

To get up when the morning breaks

That holds you till the getting's good

[Post-Chorus]

Na, na na, na na, na na na

Na, na na, na na

[Verse 2]

You know I believe in thе Son, I ain't no backslider

My people wеre told they'd prosper in this land

Still I know some who've never seen the ocean

Or set one foot on a velvet bed of sand

[Pre-Chorus]

They've got their treasure laying way up high

But when I look up all I see is sky

[Chorus]

Maybe it's the getting by

Maybe it's the getting by

It'd swallow up your every step

Boy, if it could

But maybe it's the stuff it takes

To get up when the morning breaks

And hold you till the getting's good

[Outro]

Na, na na, na na, na na na

Na, na na, na na

Na, na na, na na, na na na

Na, na na, na na

Na, na na, na na, na na na

Na, na na, na na