When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.

At the end of the storm
There's a Golden Sky
And the sweet silver
Song of a lark.

Walk on through the wind

Walk on through the rain

Though your dreams
Be tossed and blown.

Walk on
walk on

With hope in your hearts

I And you'll never walk alone

You'll never walk alone.

Walk on
walk on
. . .