Testo di Walking

My my it's your ironside Mmmmmm that's you Oh oh you've got a lot to give Yes yes you're true Well, don't need a horse to hold me Don't need no automobile When you are what you are Then there ain't no dream they could steal (that could) I'm walking up to you You've got me holding your hand I'm not a foreigner no no no I'm just a man you made (memory) Carpenters are all around Making shoes to walk the ground