Lyric Walk On

I hear some people been talkin me down,
Bring up my name, pass it round.
They don t mention happy times
They do their thing, I ll do mine.

Ooh baby, that s hard to change
I can t tell them how to feel.
Some get stoned, some get strange,
But sooner or later it all gets real.

Walk on, walk on,
Walk on, walk on.

I remember the good old days,
Stayed up all night gettin crazed.
Then the money was not so good,
But we still did the best we could.

Ooh baby, that s hard to change
I can t tell them how to feel.
Some get stoned, some get strange,
But sooner or later it all gets real.

Walk on, walk on,
Walk on, walk on.