There was a time when they were good friends
Then they got paid and they got old and let it end
The police lost track of who was holding who up
Got stuck in the mud then they lost the whole truck
Say they got bad luck and that's saying enough
[Hook 1]
So long if you're sailing on
Pack your things and get on your way
When you feel you don't belong, play a friendly song
Then at least you'll have a little something to say
[Verse 1]
It's hard to be a duo, it's hard to be a trio
It's even harder to be a quartet
I'm told that going alone
Is just about as hard as it gets
All the little baby girls and the dig beating boys
Just staring up at the sky
Hands full without a care in the world
No reason to ask why
There's a meter for this take a measure of that
And repaint the view in only white and black
Make that mark
There's no taking it back, you see
As you build a new life you tear the old one down
And the past could chase you from city to town
You could talk like my eagles 'bout what goes down
Or you could sing
[Hook 2]
If it feels good, let it feel good to you
If it feels good, just let it feel good to you
Oh, if it feels good, just let it feel good to you
If it feels good, let it feel good to you
[Hook 1]
So long if you're sailing on
Pack your things and get on your way
If you feel you don't belong, play a friendly song
Then at least you'll have a little something to say
[Hook 2]
And if it feels good, let it feel good to you
If it feels good, let it feel good to you
If it feels good, just let it feel good to you
If it feels good, let it feel good to you