Across the Border

The Walking Man


I am the walking man
On the never-ending road
Living step by step
Never burdened by my load

I am the walking man
I have no history
No past, only a present
Simply a mystery


I am the walking man
From the corner of your eye
You almost see me
As you pass me by

I am the walking man
Through sunshine, rain and snow
I am what you fear to be
When you fall below zero


I am the walking man
You pass me every day
As you sniff the air
And turn your face away

I am the walking man
Walking down that road
And I’ll be walking till Kingdom come
Carrying both our loads


Walking down the road, I’m walking down the road
Walking down the road, I’m walking down the road

(Jameson/Rowley)