Walking Tall

Along the way, I've been chewed up, torn, and tattered

I keep pushing on ahead Lord

Along the way, Ive broke bread with the ones that mattered

And they've helped me on my way Lord

Some would say, since day one I was born a sinner

There ain't no help for me Lord

Along the way, I made peace that I'm not a winner

Ive seen the well off eat from the tree Lord

I may not see the world in color

But you could say that Ive seen it all

I've smoked the good smoke and drank I my dinner