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I'm walking through a wasted land

The softs are concrete and busk

Whatever happened to this country

Where is the hand you can trust

Walk Down, Walk Down, Walk Down

I remember when the farmer was ashamed

If he never put his hand to a plow

You can buy a lot of shame with your money

he'd riding in a limousine now

Walk Down, Walk Down, Walk Down

Now sweat is the name of this town

It's an ugly old dirty old disgrace

And now that the steel's shut down

It's steel puts the sweat in a man's face

Walk Down, Walk Down, Walk Down

Now I should have a break like you

But somebody stepped off the ditch

Heads are gonna roll someday

If we ever get this yoke off our necks.

Walk Down, Walk Down, Walk Down

Solo

Well I'm walking through a wasted land

I'm walking through a wasted land

Where is the future we planned?

I'm walking through a wasted land

Walk Down, Walk Down, Walk Down