"Walkin' On My Way" lyrics
"Walkin' On My Way"
When you were sad and blue
I was good enough for you
Now carelessly you've thrown our love away
I go strolling by your home
And feel so all alone
Because you're with new friends
And that only tends
To send me walkin' on my way
I remember times with you my dear
And happy times were they
When we'd sit at home
All alone
And record we would play
Now the records spin on round
But the curtains coming down
On a love affair
That got nowhere
But sent me walkin' on my way
When you had no coin to spare
You always had me there
And now this is they way that you repay
When I brought you fancy shoes
I brought myself the blues
And a load of care
Alone to bare
As I go walkin' on my way
When the shades of night reclaim
Dear old lovers lane
In sadness still I wander down that way
I'm afraid I can't disguise
The teardrops in my eyes
Though the misery
Keeps in step with me
As I go walkin' on my way
So let the frosty winter fade
Till summer tends us all
And if you look back
Along the track
You'll see me walkin' on
In time when you grow old
And life's highway you've strolled
Perhaps you'll think again
And remember when
You sent me walkin' on my way
Walkin'
Walkin'
Walkin' on my way
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