Walk On
(Written by Jeff Borders and Gayla Borders)
Some find their solace in a bottle of gin
Some find it still better when their horse comes in
It's a way to deal when life ain't grand you just pack it up, hang your head, and fold your hand
She worked all day long on a street named despair
In a town with no pity, she was going nowhere
Well funny how her heart, well it grew colder and colder
With the weight of the world crashing down on her shoulder
But when the going gets tough And the tough are long gone
Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on...
You can take your words made of psycho-babble
I don't need no shrink to see my life's unraveled
Pay you a mountain of gold to candy-coat my lies
I'm at the end of my rope, time I realize
That when the going gets tough
And the tough are long
Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on, walk...
Well I know we ain't seing the best of times
And I long stopped dreaming those crazy dreams of mine
These days get so long and my heart grows weak
And honey we ain't living on no easy street
But when the going gets tough
And the tough are long gone
It's just you and me baby left to walk on
Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on