Amaj7 Amaj7   I h ear som  people been t alkin  me down,

    bring up  my name,  pass  it 'round.

    They don't  mention  happy  times;

    they do  their thing,  I'll do  mine.

        Oo baby, that's h ard to change;

        I can't tell them how to  feel.

        Some get stoned,  some get strange,

    but sooner or later it  all gets real.

  Amaj7 Amaj7
Walk on ,       walk on ,

  Amaj7 Amaj7
  walk on ,       walk on .

I remember the good old days,
stayed up all night gettin' crazed.
Then the money was not so good,
but we still did the best we could.

Oo baby, that's hard to change;
I can't tell them how to feel.
Some get stoned, some get strange,
but sooner or later it all gets real.
Walk on, walk on,
walk on, walk on.

Amaj7 Amaj7 (Repeat and fade)