Kerouac gave me a book of poems and Silverstein gave me a song
And Martin gave me a D18 so I could play along
And they've all been fine companions to help me get to get to where I'm goin'
I guess we're all just walkin' each other home
Well I gave the first one my class ring, and she taught me how to hope
And the third one taught me how to keep on bending till you're broke
And broke is where you found me, and you turned me right to gold
I guess we're all just walkin' each other home
So take the low road, take the high road
Take whatever road you're on
Sometimes the wrong one leads you right
Sometimes the right one leads you wrong
And the world just keeps on spinnin'
So find a hand for holdin' on
'Cause we're all just walkin' each other home
Two men sittin' on a bench, new friends growin' old
White and black and laughin' at some story being told
Throwin' breadcrumbs to the sparrows now that both their wives are gone
I guess we're all just walkin' each other home
So take the low road, take the high road
Take whatever road you're on
Sometimes the wrong one leads you right
Sometimes the right one leads you wrong
But the world just keeps on spinnin'
So find a hand for holdin' on
'Cause we're all just walkin' each other home
One day sons turn into dads, and one day dads turn into dust
Can't tell if I was leadin' him, or if he was leadin' us
And even though I might get lonely, I'll always know I'm not alone
'Cause we're all just walkin' each other home
So take the low road, take the high road
Take whatever road you're on
Sometimes the wrong one leads you right
Sometimes the right one leads you wrong
And the world just keeps on spinnin'
So find a hand for holdin' on
'Cause we're all just walkin' each other home
Walkin' each other home
We're all just walkin' each other home
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