Winchester If the wheel is fixed I would still take a chance If we're treading on thin ice Then we might as well dance So I play the fool But I can't sit still Help me get this rock To the top of this hill Do it 'Til we're sick of it Do it 'till you can't do it no more Friends will pity you I guess that's what they're for But they just take you like they find you When they find you on the floor But you do it Til you sick of it Do it til you can't do it no more