Walking Home - John Martyn

Just another weekday evening

And I’m walking home

Just another working day evening

And I’m walking home

Baby she has gone again

I don’t know why or when

Oh darling

I can’t get over you

I keep walking time after time

Evening sweet evening

At the end of each day

Walking all the way

To the love of my life

Just wanting some kind of change

To amuse myself, only myself

Got pages on the table

That’s my plan

Lot of people trying to feed themselves

Got no money

No money and no work could ever buy me

Nobody and no work could ever dream the same

No money and no work could ever buy my love

Walking all day and evening

Got to save the money for the kids

Come on and dine

There’s another day’s work done

Just another weekday evening

And I’m walking home

Just another working day evening

And I’m walking home

Walking back to you

No money can buy me

No money could buy my love