Oh, my mama what became of me My bones and my brain feel differently I' aint the same person i was when i was 5 There's sorting in me, grows up and down Grow, up and down Older, so much older getting older now Can't hold a job i don't now how Once was a woman i said i once loved Come to film it out, i gave it all up Guitar, this old guitar Guitar, this old guitar Holy jesus, what became of you All my life i though you'd come true You suicide don't keen much to me Couse i'm not dead, I'm not dead I'm not dead, i'm not dead I'm alive (SOLO) Talking to the man who come before me Said my life was so full of disarray Say you want to walk around in my shoes Are you prepared to sing the walking blues Blues, this walking blues This blues, walking blues