AGD
Iʼm walking through a wasted land
AGD
The softs are concrete and busk
AGD
Whatever happened to this country
F#mED
Where is the hand you can trust
DEDEDE
Walk Down, Walk Down, Walk Down
I remember when the farmer was ashamed
If he never put his hand to a plow
You can buy a lot of shame with your money
heʼd riding in a limousine now
Walk Down, Walk Down, Walk Down
Now sweat is the name of this town
Itʼs an ugly old dirty old disgrace
And now that the steelʼs shut down
Itʼs steel puts the sweat in a manʼs face
Walk Down, Walk Down, Walk Down
Now I should have a break like you
But somebody stepped off the ditch
Heads are gonna roll someday
If we ever get this yoke off our necks.
Walk Down, Walk Down, Walk Down
Well Iʼm walking through a wasted land
Iʼm walking through a wasted land
Where is the future we planned?
Iʼm walking through a wasted land
Walk Down, Walk Down, Walk Down