Hard contemporary folk and acoustic rock
Lyrics
Walking blues done walked my way
Kicking at the heels of my yesterdays
I got an itchin to be hitchin up the road and aways
Leave this grind behind - I'm walking away
Freedom at may door keeps knockin
With faded old jeans a hole in the pocket
And a dusty old pair of walking shoes
A whole lot of nothing to lose
A whole lot of nothing to lose
Tread the mill doing 9 to 5
Chained to the wheel of this corporate life
Feeling bruised, confused, and barely alive
I tip my hat goodbye - I'm walking away
Freedom at may door keeps knockin
With faded old jeans a hole in the pocket
And a dusty old pair of walking shoes
A whole lot of nothing to lose
A whole lot of nothing to lose
Walking blues done walked my way
Kicking at the heels of my yesterdays
I got an itchin to be hitchin up the road and aways
Leave this grind behind - I'm walking away
I'm walking away
I'm walking away
