Written by Peter Green.


Now the cupboards are empty
But baby you donґt care
This way that Iґm living
Now that youґre not here
Iґm walkin?the road
But thereґs a long long way to go

My socks need mending
Theyґre so full of holes
Take a look at my trousers
And man, how it shows
Iґm walkin?the road
But thereґs a long long way to go

I sit at the table
Since I got the news
Iґm so full of cigarettes
And Iґm drunk with the blues
Iґm walkin?the road
But thereґs a long long way to go

I gave you my loving
I gave you my car
Now I gotta keep moving
To the next backstreet bar
Iґm walkin?the road
But thereґs a long long way to go