Walden Songtext
On my way back to Walden
well I tripped, and I fell
Oh the pocket belongs to the woman, she wept.
Well I guess there ain't much you can do
but I'll tell you the thing that makes me so blue
There's nothing around, no money, no crown,
certainly no gold in this town.

Well is there anything you can offer me
now the cold is driving into this hole
Oh is there nothing you can give to me
No sign she will, oh hell

Now we drive on down to little Mexico
but you can never let me go through the bridge
driving around this old folk's town
hoping I don't go to your school
But when the brains go down and crash into the ground
well we'll know because you burned the shore.
Oh so when we're all smiling singing "my, oh my"
on the way to the next light.

Well is there anything you can offer me
now the cold is driving into this hole.
Oh is there nothing you can give to me
No sign she will, oh hell