The Walker Lyrics

Sean Rowe The Walker

[Verse 1]
I picked up a doe from the side of the road and she was gone
I made a pair of shoes from the skin on her back and she lives on
I was digging for gold in the rubble of a Catholic church
I found a wine bottle and a cardboard box that I had to search
I found a blue bandana in a rusted out garbage can
While everybody thinking themselves to death I just use my hands
I should keep this little Jesus, he got his hands on his sacred heart
But I can only fit the holy spirit in this shopping cart

[Chorus]
Oh no, I'm not up to much
Oh no, I'm not up to much
Oh no, I'm not up to much
I'm just walking around

[Verse 2]
I see a million empty faces on their way to a living hell
I see them fall out of the DMV in a satanic spell
I never chose to sell my soul just to pay the bills
And I never had that kind of a job and I never will

[Chorus]
Oh no, I'm not up to much
Oh no, I'm not up to much
Oh no, I'm not up to much
I'm just walking around