Walk On - Ashton, Becker, Dente

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 a pack it up, hang your head and fold your hands

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, just to

Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on

Walk on, walk on, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on

Walk on, walk on, yeah, yeah, yeah

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 gone, just to

Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on

Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on

Walk on, walk on, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on

Walk on, walk on, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Well, I know we ain’t seeing 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

Walk on, walk on, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on

Walk on, walk on, yeah, yeah, yeah

Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on

Walk on, walk on, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on

Walk on, walk on, yeah, yeah, yeah

Walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on