I went out last night to see what was around
There was nothing I wanted so I walked downtown
Nothing there looked like it was for me
I was just seaching for something to be
So I, I walked, I walked back Home
What I wanted to find I had seen before
Although back then I had thought it to be a bore
That black magic that flowed from the strings
Of the git-fiddles and the mandolins
So I, I walked, I walked back home
I went to the white house to see what was there
Didnt find nothing except guys with skin fair
They told me to go home jack
Well I followed their advice and I stated to pack
So I, I walked, I walked back home
I went to the school and saw the principal
I was very surprised to see it was a gal
I guess they are progressive aint that grand
But the superintendent is still a Christian man
So I, I walked, I walked back Home
Ive heard music from drums and harpsichords
And horns and reeds and electric keyboards
I heard is from a man who was riding a scooter
I even heard it coming from an electric computer
So I, I walked, I walked back Home
I went to the music store and saw a man
Who had a tied died t-shirt and a very dark tan
He told me to try it up in Hawaii
But nothing goes there except if you are flying
So I, I walked, I walked back Home
If I’ve learned one thing then that thing is this
You can never own it cause its always his
You cant ever find it cause its always hid
And there aint nothing like the git-fiddle and the mandolin
So I, I walked, I walked back Home
