Walking Song

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[Verse 1]
                       D7     G
Wouldn’t it be nice to walk together
                       C               D7
Baring our souls while wearing out the leather
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We could talk shop, harmonize a song
C              G       D7    G
Wouldn’t it be nice to walk along


[Verse 2]
                        D7              G
I’ll show you houses of architectural renown
                         C                D7
Some are still standing, some have fallen down
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Farm houses buried under Canada’s snow
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Spanish villas on the Boulevards of Mexico


[Verse 3]
                           D7           G
And I’ll learn to tell the ash from the oak
                         C             D7
And if you don’t know, I won’t make no joke
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We’ll climb to the top to view the world from above
   C                  G                  D7           G
Or carve our initials in the trunk, like teenagers in love


[Verse 4]
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And when we get hungry, we’ll stop to eat
                                C        D7
Gotta think of our stomachs and rest our feet
    G                        C               G
And if we get thirsty, we’ll have a drink or two
     C            G          D7           G
In a mountain top bar with a mountain top view


[Instrumental]
G   D7  G    C  D7  G    C  G  C  G  D7  G


[Verse 5]
                             D7      G
And when we get tired, we’ll stop to rest
                                       C         D7
And if you still want to talk, you can bare your breast
        G                             C             G
If it’s Winter and cold, we’ll take a rooming-house room
        C          G                 D7        G
If it’s Summer and warm, we’ll sleep under the moon


[Verse 6]
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And we’ll talk about the sports we played
                                      C           D7
‘Bout the time you got busted, or the times I got laid
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We’ll talk blood and how we were bred
C              G           D7         G
Talk about the folks, both living and dead


[Verse 7]
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This song, like this walk, I find hard to end
               C     D7
Be my lover or be my friend
   G                    C          G
In sneakers or boots or regulation shoes
C         G                    D7              G
Walking beside you, I’ll never get the walking blues