Walkin'
Abstract: This is a song I wrote long ago, in another time ...
Lyrics:
Goin’ down the road, walkin’ …
Got a bunch of flowers in my hand …
Goin’ down the road, walkin …
Gonna find my woman, so I can be her man
Can’t see the road where I’m goin’ …
Coming through the pass, with a pair of empty hands …
Can’t see the road where I’m goin’ …
Doesn’t matter anyhow, stop me if you can
Don’t have no time for the future …
Just need some wings, if I should fall …
Don’t have no time for the future …
Just waiting for my clarion call
