Shut off the TV and peel off those Sunday gloves And I'll stain the clean that you've been counting Old Mr. Fletcher passed by here today After 40 years of toil he just up and walked away
Fantastic the panic that showed in his eyes He shrugged when I asked him about it He said young man, pay heed, you listen well to what I say Now there comes a time for a man to walk away
Walk away, walk away, I'll be a parade And I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade On my way, I'll sure take some time And burn all the bridges that I'm leaving behind
He passed by again and he was shivering from the cold I'm not sure but I think that he was trying He told me about the weather and something old to pay But tomorrow, he said, I'm gonna surely walk away
Walk away, walk away, I'll be a parade And I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade On my way, I'll take my sweet time And burn all the bridges that I'm leaving behind
Walk away, walk away, I'll be a parade And I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade