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Neil Young - Walk On |
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I hear some people been talkin\' me down, |
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Bring up my name, pass it \'round. |
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They don\'t mention happy times |
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They do their thing, i\'ll do mine. |
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Ooh baby, that\'s hard to change |
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I can\'t tell them how to feel. |
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Some get stoned, some get strange, |
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But sooner or later it all gets real. |
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Walk on, walk on, |
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Walk on, walk on. |
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I remember the good old days, |
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Stayed up all night gettin\' crazed. |
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Then the money was not so good, |
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But we still did the best we could. |
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Ooh baby, that\'s hard to change |
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I can\'t tell them how to feel. |
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Some get stoned, some get strange, |
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But sooner or later it all gets real. |
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Walk on, walk on, |
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Walk on, walk on. |
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Some get stoned, some get strange, |
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Walk on, walk on, |
