Shut off the TV and peel off those sunday gloves
And i'll stain the clean that you've been counting
Old mr. fletcher passes by here today
After 40 years of toil he just up andw alked away
Fantastic the panic that showed in his eyes
He shrugged when I asked him about it
He said "young man, pay heed, you listen well to what I say
Now there comes a time for a man to walk away"
Walk away, i'll be a parade
And i'll be determined that no one shall dissuade
On my way
I'll sure take some time
To burn all the bridges that i'm leaving behind
He passes by again and he was shivering from cold
I'm not sure but I think that he was trying
He told me bout the weather and something old to pay
"but tomorrow" he said, "I'm gonna surely walk away"
Writer(s): Brett Gurewitz
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