Song | The Walking Song |
Artist | The Turtles |
Album | Happy Together |
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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. |
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. |