Walk On
I hear some people been talkin' me downBring up my name, pass it 'roundThey don't mention happy timesThey do their thing, I'll do mine
Baby that's hard to changeI can't tell them how to feelSome get stoned, some get strange,But sooner or later it all gets real
Walk on, walk on
I remember the good old daysStayed up all night gettin' crazedThen the money was not so goodBut we still did the best we could
Baby that's hard to changeI can't tell them how to feel.Some get stoned, some get strangeBut sooner or later it all gets real.
Walk on, walk on