I don’t walk the same walk
I walked before
There’s a limp in my step
And I’m slow with my stroll
My arms don’t dangle
Like they used to do
My chest is deflated
And my shoulders are low
I don’t walk the same walk
I walked before
There’s no bounce in my step
Coz my feet are sore
My sure-footedness is waning
So I take it a little slow
I don’t mind a dance step
Or a moment or two
I don’t walk the same walk
I walked before
My steps are shorter
And my movements are slow
Mr. Johnson don’t swing
To the left…as he did
Just hanging anywhere
As long as he’s hid
I don’t walk the same walk
That I walked before.
I walked before
There’s a limp in my step
And I’m slow with my stroll
My arms don’t dangle
Like they used to do
My chest is deflated
And my shoulders are low
I don’t walk the same walk
I walked before
There’s no bounce in my step
Coz my feet are sore
My sure-footedness is waning
So I take it a little slow
I don’t mind a dance step
Or a moment or two
I don’t walk the same walk
I walked before
My steps are shorter
And my movements are slow
Mr. Johnson don’t swing
To the left…as he did
Just hanging anywhere
As long as he’s hid
I don’t walk the same walk
That I walked before.