Lyrics First Things First - Stephen Stills

First things first
When you can quit livin' in the past
And you stop worryin' about tomorrow
Then I think you just might last
And I know the price of freedom
Gettin' more than a little high
With these angry days of sorrow
We find the meaning of a lie
So I sing about first things first
First things first
Remember everything you pass
And when it's time to go on back
Remember to put the first things last
And I know the price of freedom
Gettin' more than a little high
With these angry days of sorrow
We find the meaning of a lie
So I sing about first things first
First things first, oh, yeah
First things first
First things first
First things first
First things first