Walking Song (Remastered)

Wouldn't it be nice to walk together

Baring our souls while wearing out the leather

We could talk shop, harmonize a song

Wouldn't it be nice to walk along

I'll show you houses of architectural renown

Some are still standing, some have fallen down

Farm houses buried under Canada's snow

Spanish villas on the Boulevards of Mexico

And I'll learn to tell the ash from the oak
And if you don't know I won't make no joke

We'll climb to the top to view the world from above

Or carve our initials in the trunk like teenagers in love

And when we get hungry we'll stop to eat

Gotta think of our stomachs and rest our feet

If we get thirsty we'll have a drink or two

In a mountain top bar with a mountain top view

And when we get tired we'll stop to rest

And if you still want to talk you can bare your breast

If it's Winter and cold we'll take a rooming-house room

If it's Summer and warm we'll sleep under the moon

And we'll talk about the sports we played

'Bout the time you got busted or the time I got laid

We'll talk blood and how we were bred

Talk about the folks both living and dead

This song like this walk I find hard to end

Be my lover or be my friend

In sneakers or boots or regulation shoes

Walking beside you I'll never get the walking blues.