"I'm Gonna Be A Farmer" was the first song I ever wrote.
Walk Around The Block
One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, walk.
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, walk.
Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, walk.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
Well, turn your hearing aid on and join me hon'.
I ain't had so much fun since I was fifty-one.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
We're gonna walk, walk, walk till our shoes feel tight.
We're gonna walk, gonna walk around the block tonight.
When you're sixty-two and I'm sixty-four
We'll take a nap and then we'll walk some more.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
We're gonna walk, walk, walk till our shoes feel tight.
We're gonna walk, gonna walk around the block tonight.
When your birthday comes and you're seventy-seven
We'll keep on walkin' till we get to Heaven.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
We're gonna walk, walk, walk till our shoes feel tight.
We're gonna walk, gonna walk around the block tonight.
When we're eighty-one and eighty-two
Geritol will pull us through.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
We're gonna walk, walk, walk till our shoes feel tight.
We're gonna walk, gonna walk around the block tonight.
When I'm a hundred and twelve I'll buy a cane
So we can walk around the block again.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
We're gonna walk, walk, walk till our shoes feel tight.
We're gonna walk, gonna walk around the block tonight.
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Walk Around The Block
One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, walk.
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, walk.
Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, walk.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
Well, turn your hearing aid on and join me hon'.
I ain't had so much fun since I was fifty-one.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
We're gonna walk, walk, walk till our shoes feel tight.
We're gonna walk, gonna walk around the block tonight.
When you're sixty-two and I'm sixty-four
We'll take a nap and then we'll walk some more.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
We're gonna walk, walk, walk till our shoes feel tight.
We're gonna walk, gonna walk around the block tonight.
When your birthday comes and you're seventy-seven
We'll keep on walkin' till we get to Heaven.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
We're gonna walk, walk, walk till our shoes feel tight.
We're gonna walk, gonna walk around the block tonight.
When we're eighty-one and eighty-two
Geritol will pull us through.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
We're gonna walk, walk, walk till our shoes feel tight.
We're gonna walk, gonna walk around the block tonight.
When I'm a hundred and twelve I'll buy a cane
So we can walk around the block again.
We're gonna walk around the block tonight.
We're gonna walk, walk, walk till our shoes feel tight.
We're gonna walk, gonna walk around the block tonight.
Mark Sebring (Late 1970s)