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WALK ON
Amaj7 D Amaj7 D
I hAear som Dpeople been tAalkin Dme down,
Abring upD my name, Apass Dit 'round.
AThey don'tD mention AhappyD times;
Athey doD their thing,A I'll doD mine.
A C#mOo baby, that's hF#ard to change;
A C#mI can't tell them how to F#feel.
A C#mSome get stoned,F# some get strange,
Ebut sooner or later it Dall gets real.
Walk onAmaj7, Dwalk onAmaj7,
Dwalk onAmaj7, Dwalk onAmaj7.
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.
Oo 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.
Amaj7 D Amaj7 D (Repeat and fade)