Peggy Lee

What goes up, must come down.
Spinnin' wheel, gotta go 'round.
Talkin' 'bout your troubles,
It's a cryin' sin.
Ride a painted pony,
Let the spinnin' wheel spin.
Ya got no money,
And ya, ya got no home.
Spinnin' wheel, all alone.
Talkin' 'bout your troubles,
And ya, ya never learn.
Ride a painted pony,
Let the spinnin' wheel turn.
Did ya find the directing sign,
On the straight and narrow highway?