Walking Man

LETRA

Walking Man

Moving in silent desperation,
Keeping an eye on the Holy Land
A hypothetical destination, say
Who is this walking man?
Well, the leaves have come to turning
And the goose has gone to fly
And bridges are for burning
So don't you let that yearning pass you by
Walking man, walking man walks

Any other man stops and talks
But the walking man walks
Well the frost is on the pumpkin
And the hay is in the barn
Pappy's come to rambling on
Stumbling around drunk down on the farm
And the walking man walks
Doesn't know nothing at all
Any other man stops and talks
But the walking man walks on by, walk on by

Most everybody's got seed to sow
It ain't always easy for a weed to grow, oh no
So he don't hoe the row for no one
For sure he's always missing
And something ain't never quite right
Ah, but who would want to listen
To you kissing his existence good night?
Walking man walk
Walk on by my door
Well, any other man stops and talks
But not the walking man
He's the walking man, born to walk
Walk on walking man

Well now, would he have wings to fly?
Would he be free?
Golden wings against the sky
Walking man, walk on by
So long, walking man