Walking Man

Moving in silent desperation
Keeping an eye on the holy land
A hypothetical destination
Say, who is this waliking man?

Well, the leaves have come to turning
And the goose has gone to fly
And bridges are for buning
So don't you let that yearning
Pass you by
Walking man, walking man walks
Well, 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
An 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
Oh for sure he's always missing
And something is never quite right
Ah, but who would want to listen to you
Kissing his existence good night

Walking man 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, so long

When i've got something to say
Well, don't i always let you know
So that you and i can go my way together
And if i get carried away
Well, i could be sailing on a song
And maybe we could carry on forever

But lately this old dog
Has been chasing his tail
Round and round and round
And the circles in my mind
They have been winding slowly down
Everybody's breezing up
But i'm seizing up
I'm freezing up
And i'm fading away

I've got a hold on a night in june
I've got room for you and me
I've got moonlight up in the trees
I've got sixty-eight degrees
I've got nothing on my mind
But i've got loving in my heart
And i've got something out in the garden
I want to show you

Well, it really doesn't matter after all
If we quit this round about
And no one will really notice
If we can just sit this next one out
You can strike up the band without me
You may have your doubts about me
But i'm just fading away
You can hardly even see me
Because i'm fading away

Well, it's hard to find a label
For this feeling in my bones
That this is all a make-believe
But my cards are on the table
And there ain't nothing up my sleeve
And here i thought i was a thinking man
But i'm a shrinking man, i'm sinking man
I'm fading, fading away

Well, it's really not so bad to be fading away
Come on along with me and we'll go fading away
You can hardly even hear me because
I'm fading away

Mama knows and papa knows
That rock 'n roll is music now
Baby's been cutting his teeth on
Bo diddley's, i'm a man, man
Listen to the wolfman howl

See the white man sailing his ship up on the sea
Watch the white man shackle
The black man to a tree
To the invader go the fruits of war
He misses home and his boots are sore
He has not got no roots no more
He comes for your gold
Watch out for your soul

Cause tennis shoes, and rhythm and blues
Are second generation
All across the nation, now
And mama knows, papa too
Rock 'n roll is music
Rock 'n roll is music, now

To the invader go the fruits of war
He misses home and his boots are sore
He has not got no roots no more
He comes for your gold
But watch out for your soul

Mama knows and papa knows
That rock 'n roll is music
Rock 'n roll is music, now

Me and my guitar
Always in the same mood
I am mostly flesh and bones
And he is mostly wood
Never does grow impatient
For the changes i don't know, no
If he can't go to heaven
Maybe, i don't want to go, lord

Picture me in the key of e
Call me uncle john
Any fool can easily see
That we go back a long time
Feel something like fine to me
There's no such thing as the wrong time
He hops up on my knee
Singing, get down pops
It's song time

Every now and then i'm a lonely man
It's nice to know that i've got a friend
Puts his power right in my hand
All l've got to do is the best i can
If i can
Got a dog named david
Got a bird named dinah
Got a birthmark on my thigh
In the shape of mainland china
Got a somewhat southern accent
'cause i come from carolina
And if you want to find us
We'll be walking right behind you

I hear horns
I hear voices
I hear strings
Seems i was born
With too many choices
Now what am i going to do
With all these extra things
As they serve to confuse me, really

It's me and my guitar
Essentially me and my guitar
Oh maybe a few friends fall by for tea
A little bit of who do you love
But pay no attention
To the man behind the curtain
It's me and my guitar
Having fun, boogie, woogie, uh-huh
Me and my guitar

Left my home in norfolk, virginia
California on my mind
Straddled that greyhound
And rode it into raleigh
And on across caroline
We stopped in charlotte
But we bypassed rockhill
We never was a minute late
We were ninety miles out of atlanta by sundown
Rolling out of georgia state

Had some motor trouble
That turned into a struggle
Half way 'cross alabam
That hound broke and left us
All stranded in downtown birmingham

So right away i bought me a through train ticket
Right across mississippi clean
And i was on that special flyer
Out of birmingham
Smoking into new orleans

Someone's got to help me get out of louisiana
Just to help me get to houston town
There's an uncle there who cares a little about me
And he won't let the poor boy down

Sure as you're born
He bought me a silk suit
Put some luggage in my hand
And i woke up high over albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land

Working on a t-bone steak
A la carte
Flying over to the golden state
When the pilot told us that in thirteen minutes
He would have us at the terminal gate

Swing down chariot
Come down easy
Taxi to the terminal dome
Cut your engines
And cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone

Los angeles give me norfolk, virginia
Tidewater four-ten-o-nine
Tell the folks back home
This is the promised land calling
And the poor boy is on the line