Written by Peter Green.
Now the cupboards are empty
But baby you don´t care
This way that I´m living
Now that you´re not here
I´m walkin?the road
But there´s a long long way to go
My socks need mending
They´re so full of holes
Take a look at my trousers
And man, how it shows
I´m walkin?the road
But there´s a long long way to go
I sit at the table
Since I got the news
I´m so full of cigarettes
And I´m drunk with the blues
I´m walkin?the road
But there´s a long long way to go
I gave you my loving
I gave you my car
Now I gotta keep moving
To the next backstreet bar
I´m walkin?the road
But there´s a long long way to go
