Lyrics Walking Man - Paolo Santos

Movin' in silent desperation
Keepin' an eye on the holy land
A hypothetical destination
Who is this walking man?

Though the leaves have come to turnin'
And goose has gone to fly
Bridges are for burnin'
So don't you let that yearning pass you by

The walking man
Walking man walks
Any other man stops and talks
Just the walking man walks

Well, the frost is on the pumpkin
And the hay is in the barn
And you know pappy's gonna run and rambling on
Stumbling around drunken down the farm

The walking man walks
Doesn't know nothin' 'bout nothin'
Any other man stops and talks
But the walking man walks

Most everybody got seeds to sow
It ain't always easy for a weed to grow, no
He don't hoe the row

For sure, he's always missin'
Something's never quite aright
Who would wanna listen to you
Kissing his existence goodnight?

The walking man
Doesn't know nothin' 'bout nothin'
Any other man stops and talks
But not the walking man

Not the walking man
No, no, not the walking man

Wouldn't have a wings to fly

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh