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Mo ving in si lent desperation
Ke eping an eye on the Holy Land
A hypotheti cal destination
Sa y, who is this walking m an?
Well, the lea ves have come to turning
And the goo se has gone to fly
And bri dges are for burning
So don 't you let that yearning
Pass you by
Walking man , wal king man wal ks
Well, any other man st ops and talks
But the walking man walks
Well the fro st is on the pumpkin
And the hay is in the barn
An Pap py's come to rambling on
Stu mbling around drunk
Down on the farm
And the walking man wal ks
Doesn't know not hing at all
Any other man st ops and talks
But the walking man wal ks on by
Wal k on by
Most everybod y'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 som ething is never quite righ t
Ah, but who would want to li sten to you
Kis sing his ex istence good night
Walking man walk on by my door
Well, any other man st ops and talks
But not the wal king ma n
He's the wal king man
Born to walk
Walk on wal king ma n
Well now, wou ld he have wings to fl y
Wou ld he be fr ee
Golden wings against the sky
Walking man, walk on by
So long, walking man, so lon g









































































