Mr. Walker

Mr. Walker
The old man is out by nine
His wife died a year ago
Always wearing his Sunday clothes
Never seen him talk to anyone

Liquor stores and churches
There's one on every corner
Thanks for all my daily bread
A can of food, bottle of wine, and a 99 cent pack of cigarettes
[Chorus]
He's a solid piece of stone
He ain't got much backbone
He's a solid piece of stone
And he's got to get back to the ghetto
A dusty old bone
For the dogs to swallow whole
He likes to go his way alone
Watch them pick apart this old lone soul
[Chorus]
So it goes, he's alone, they pick apart his old lone soul [Repeat: x2]
So it goes, he's alone, my life, my hole
[Chorus]
He's a solid piece of stone
And he's got to get back to the ghetto