When you walk through a storm hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of a storm is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of a lark.

Walk On Down You wonder why you got holes in your shoes You wonder why they got more money than you You wonder why you got nothin′ to lose It makes no sense, don′t try to figure it out You gotta . . . walk on down Walk on down Walk on down When you′re shit outta luck There′s just one thing to do and that′s Walk on down Walk on down Walk on down When you′re shit outta luck There′s just one thing to do and that′s Yeah, huh Well, she says that she loves ya In your mind there′s no doubt, but You feel like a stranger When the lights go out As you lie there awake You think this ain′t no gift Don′t try to figure that weight′s too heavy to lift You gotta ...