Life Is A Uphill Race

I would gladly enter into the race, but I am not sure of the rules.
Let somebody else set the pace,  I'll follow behind with the fools.

I would be glad to swim the lake, try to get to the far  distant shore.
They keep tying rocks to my legs, and then adding a few rocks more.

I would gladly climb that tall hill, Lord, if that is the way you say.
But there is three more after it Lord, there has got to be a better way.

I can see the valley over there, it looks both snug and warm.
Why can't I go an easier way. just what would be the harm?

I can not seem to find an easy path, one that would more smoother be.
Why is it so wrong to want a way, that has both peace and harmony.