The Walking Song

	  		Intro 

D C#m Bm A 

D C#m Bm A 

G 

Verse 1:
D            F             C              G 
Bacon fried, squinty-eyed, moments of the dawn 
D            F                C           G 
Misty street calling me, "Get dressed and walk around" 
E              F              G 
In the square, standing there girl so sad 
A 
"What's the matter"? She said 

 

D       A             G                D 
"Oh, oh dear sir, the world has got me down 
    D            A              G                  D 
And folks preach happiness when there's none to be found 
  D        A                G              D 
I type and answer phones to earn my meager pay 
   D        A             G             D 
To keep me alive so I can waste another day" 

 
Post-Chorus
D       C#m        Bm     A 
I sadly turned and walked away 
D             C#m     Bm      A    G 
For there was nothing I could say 
 
Verse 2:
D           F            C             G 
Walking on, noonday sun, dusty road to town 
D               F               C                G 
Saddened by the girl that I had chanced to come upon 
E                F 
Then, I'd seen a limousine 
  G             A 
A rich old guy, mean of eye. He said 
 

D        A       G              D 
"Oh, bah humbug, you can't understand 
D                    A              G              D 
The world is one big bank, you must steal what you can 
  D          A          G                   D 
Because it's fools like you who waste their precious time 
   D              A              G                D 
By walking in the sun instead of trying to make a dime" 

 
Post-Chorus
D         C#m      Bm              A 
The words he spoke turned my world grey 
D     C#m       Bm        A 
Could everybody feel this way? 
D        C#m    Bm       A 
As if in answer down the road 
D        C#m         Bm         A 
A lovely girl picked flowers of gold 
Bb                          C             F 
She smiled sweetly and gave one to me and said 
 

F        C         Bb            F 
"Please, kind sir, don't look so down 
    F       C          Bb          F 
For in this hard world love still abounds 
    F       C               Bb         F 
And hand in hand friends of beauty can lie 
   F      C             Bb         F   A 
On clover beds 'neath a blanket of sky" 


Coda 

D      A             G                D 
Oh, oh dear sir, the world has got me down (Oh, bah humbug, you can't understand) 
    D            A              G                  D 
And folks preach happiness when there's none to be found(The worldis one big bank you must steal what you can) 
  D        A                G              D 
I type and answer phones to earn my meager pay (Because it's fools like you who waste their precious time) 
   D        A             G             D 
To keep me alive so I can waste another day (By walking in the sun instead of trying to make a dime) 
D 
"How are you? How are you? How are you"? 
D 
"Hi, how are you'?