Some People Do Walk
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Some people do walk
Some people do run
Some people just talk
And sit out in the sun
Whichever you choose to do every day it will
Take all of your blues, and chase them away
Chase them away
Every morn just after dawn
Sun rises up a new day is born
Leaves are a’fallin first day of May
I think to myself it’s a very good day
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Most people know where they’d rather be
Some live in the city, I like the sea
I walk every morning down on the sand
I like to do that, it’s a very good plan
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Spangle Road
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What could be better than you and me together and
Walking down Spangle Road
Where the blue skies are bluer and the green grass is greener and
Walking down Spangle Road
As a friend you’re a little crazy but kind
But again well I don’t really mind - oh
What could be better than you and me together and
Walking down Spangle Road
We’ve been like brothers for all of these years
Walking and talking as friends
But we can recall all the good times and bad
But bad times have come to an end – oh
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We’ve stuck together through thick and through thin
And wondered just where it would end
But the hills and the dales and the highways and trails
Are leading us back home again – oh
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Walking down Spangle Road,
Walking down Spangle Road
Mary
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Mary went over the bridge
To see what she could see
Mary went over the bridge
Around the tree
To see what she could see
Mary went over the bridge
Around the tree
Through the tunnel
To see what she could see
Mary went over the bridge
Around the tree
Through the tunnel
Up the hill
To see what she could see
Mary went over the bridge
Around the tree
Through the tunnel
Up the hill
Down the lane
To see what she could see
Mary went over the bridge
Around the tree
Through the tunnel
Up the hill
Down the lane
Behind the house
To see what she could see
Mary went over the bridge
Around the tree
Through the tunnel
Up the hill
Down the lane
Behind the house
Over the wall
To see what she could see
And when she got there
All she could see was a
Pussy cat playing the flute