Mr. Walker

the old man is out by ninehis wife died a year agoalways wearing his sunday clothesnever seen him talk to anyoneliquor stores and churchesthere's one on every cornerthanks for all my daily breada can of food, bottle of wine,and a 99 cent pack of cigaretteshe's a solid piece of stonehe aint got much backbonehe's a solid piece of stoneand he's got to get back to the ghettoa dusty old bonefor the dogs to swallow wholehe likes to go his way alonewatch them pick apart this old lone soulhe's a solid piece of stonehe aint got much backbonehe's a solid piece of stoneand he's got to get back to the ghettoso it goes, he's alone, they pick apart his old lone soul (2x)so it goes, he's alone, my life, my holehe's a solid piece of stonehe aint got much backbonehe's a solid piece of stoneand he's got to get back to the ghettohe's a solid piece of stoneand he's got to get back to the ghetto