Moving in silent desperation, Keeping an eye on the Holy Land A hypothetical destination, say Who is this walking man? Well, the leaves have come to turning And the goose has gone to fly And bridges are for burning So don't you let that yearning pass you by Walking man, walking man walks
Any other man stops and talks But the walking man walks Well the frost is on the pumpkin And the hay is in the barn Pappy's come to rambling on Stumbling around drunk down on the farm And the walking man walks Doesn't know nothing at all Any other man stops and talks But the walking man walks on by, walk on by
Most everybody's got seed to sow It ain't always easy for a weed to grow, oh no So he don't hoe the row for no one For sure he's always missing And something ain't never quite right Ah, but who would want to listen To you kissing his existence good night? Walking man walk Walk on by my door Well, any other man stops and talks But not the walking man He's the walking man, born to walk Walk on walking man
Well now, would he have wings to fly? Would he be free? Golden wings against the sky Walking man, walk on by So long, walking man
Writer/s: JAMES TAYLOR
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It really was so easy for Linda Ronstadt to score a hit with her Buddy Holly cover of "It's So Easy." She would sometimes change the lyric to: "It's so easy to have a hit, all you have to do is recycle it."