Old man are you tired
Will I one day fill those boots
Walk the world over
In search of righteous [bad word] 
 
Old man are you gone
Down to the proving ground
Sir your time is served
Now let me make my rounds
 
For my cause I'm a walking down for my judgement day
For my land I'm [bad word] round to pay what you have paid
With my hands I will dig and build and bleed until I lay
Then wash my feet in the waves

 
It's high time to carry on
And march to my own [bad word] 
Kick the dust up son
And wear the soles down some
 
It's high time to carry on
Horizon on [bad word] 
Walk the world over
And know I'm not alone
 
For my cause I'm a walking down for my judgement day
For my land I'm [bad word] round to pay what you have paid
With my hands I will dig and build and bleed until I lay
Then wash my feet in the waves
 
For my cause I'm a walking down for my judgement day
For my land I'm [bad word] round to pay what you have paid
With my hands I will dig and build and bleed until I lay
Then wash my feet in the waves