Walkin' Man Lyrics - Guy Clark



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Now what's up with the walkin man
I wonder where he's gone
Marchin'down to Birmingham
I think I'll tag along

Was a walkin' man come by here
a hundred years ago
Walkin' down the trail of tears
Out to Oklahom-i-o out to Oklahome

Hand me down my walkin' shoes
Hand me down my cane
Tune me up my mandolin
I'll be on my way, hey sure dose smell like rain

Woody Guthrie was a walkin' man
in the dust bowl days
Had a six string guitar in his hands
He killed a fascist every day

Chuck Berry is a walkin' man
So was Ghandi too
Lace me up my ol' Brogans
That's just what I'll do
I got walkin' left to do

Hand me down my walkin' shoes
Hand me down my cane
Tune me up my mandolin
I'll be on my way, hey

If I had shoes like the walkin' man
tell you waht I'd do
I'd walk away an not come back
'Till I go to Katmandu-da-do-da
All the do-da-day




Writer: Clark, Guy / Nelson, Steve
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing



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