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The Walking Song - The Turtles
Bacon Fried, Squinty eyed, moments of the dawn.
Misty street calling me, get dressed and walk around.
In the square
Standing there girl so sad, what's the matter?
She said
oh, oh dear sir the world has got me down,
and folks preach happiness when there's none to be found.
I type and answer phones to earn my meager pay
To keep me alive so I can waste another day.
I sadly turned and walked away. For there was nothing I could say.
Walking on, noonday sun Dusty road to town,
Saddened by the girl that I had chanced to come upon,
Then I'd seen a limousine, a rich old guy, mean of eye,
He said,
Oh bah hum bug you can't understand,
the world is one big bank you must steal what you can,
because it's fools like you who waste their precious time by
walking in the sun instead of trying to make a dime.
The words he spoke turned my world grey,
could everybody feel this way?
As if in answer down the road a lovely girl picked flowers of gold
She smiled sweetly and gave one to me
and said
Please kind sir don't look so down,
For in this hard world love still abounds,
and hand in hand friends of beauty can lie
on clover beds neath a blanket of sky.
Bacon Fried, Squinty eyed, moments of the dawn.
Misty street calling me, get dressed and walk around.
In the square
Standing there girl so sad, what's the matter?
She said
oh, oh dear sir the world has got me down,
and folks preach happiness when there's none to be found.
I type and answer phones to earn my meager pay
To keep me alive so I can waste another day.
I sadly turned and walked away. For there was nothing I could say.
Walking on, noonday sun Dusty road to town,
Saddened by the girl that I had chanced to come upon,
Then I'd seen a limousine, a rich old guy, mean of eye,
He said,
Oh bah hum bug you can't understand,
the world is one big bank you must steal what you can,
because it's fools like you who waste their precious time by
walking in the sun instead of trying to make a dime.
The words he spoke turned my world grey,
could everybody feel this way?
As if in answer down the road a lovely girl picked flowers of gold
She smiled sweetly and gave one to me
and said
Please kind sir don't look so down,
For in this hard world love still abounds,
and hand in hand friends of beauty can lie
on clover beds neath a blanket of sky.