James Taylor

Moving in ^E7 silent despera ^A tion ^B
Keeping an eye on the ^Esus4-6 Holy Land ^E
A hypo ^E7 thetical destina ^A tion ^B
Say, who is this ^Esus4-6 waliking ^E man? ^{Esus4-6 Gadd9/A}
Well, the ^Dmaj7 leaves have come to turn ^Asus4 ing
And the ^Dmaj7 goose has gone to fly ^{A7sus4 Bb sus}
And ^Bm7 bridges are for ^E9 buning
So ^Bm7 don't you let that ^E9 yearning pass you by ^A13
Walking ^Dmaj7 man ^A7sus4 , walking man ^Dmaj7 walks ^{A7sus4 Bm7}
Well, any other man ^E9 stops and talks ^A13
But the walking man ^Dmaj7 walks ^A7sus4
Well the frost is on the pumpkin
And the hay is in the barn
An Pappy's come to rambling on
Stumbling around drunk
Down on the farm
And the walking man walks
Doesn't know nothing at all
Any other man stops and talks
But the walking man ^Dmaj7 walks on by ^{A7sus4 Dmaj7}
Walk on by ^{Bm7 A
Gmaj7}
Most ^F#m7 every ^Em7 body's got ^A7sus4 seed to ^Dmaj7 sow
^Gmaj7
It ain't always ^F#7add5 easy for a weed to ^B9 grow, ^F#7#5 no ^B9
So ^Eadd9 he don't hoe the row ^Gadd9/A for no one
Oh for sure he's always missing
And something is never quite right
Ah, but who would want to listen to you
Kissing his existence good night
Walking man walk on by my door
Well, any other man stops and talks
But ^F#7 not the ^Bm7 walking man.....
^{E9 A7sus4 F#7 Bm7 E9} ...(ad lib)...etc..
(ad lib during fade, etc)
He's the walking man
Born to walk
Walk on walking man
Well now, would he have wings to fly
Would he be free
Golden wings against the sky
Walking man, walk on by
So long, walking man, so long....