Old man are you tired Will I one day fill those boots Walk the world over In search of righteous truth
Old man are you gone Down to the proving ground Sir your time is served Now let me make my rounds
For my cause I’m a walking down for my judgement day For my land I’m a coming round to pay what you have paid With my hands I will dig and build and bleed until I lay Then wash my feet in the waves
It’s high time to carry on And march to my own drum Kick the dust up son And wear the soles down some
It’s high time to carry on horizon on the run walk the world over And know I’m not alone
For my cause I’m a walking down for my judgement day For my land I’m a coming round to pay what you have paid With my hands I will dig and build and bleed until I lay Then wash my feet in the waves
For my cause I’m a walking down for my judgement day For my land I’m a coming round to pay what you have paid With my hands I will dig and build and bleed until I lay Then wash my feet in the wavesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
