walkin' down the street
with nothing to eat
all I got is the shoes on my feet
the clothes on my back
and my guitar
oh no! My sole fell off
well I walk along
sole in hand
what bad luck. Oh man! Oh man!
when I come across
a mean old rock
and Oh No! My sole fell off
nobody knows
the troubles I got
with a broken sole
and a mean old rock
comin' round
I'll reach the top
Oh NO! My sole fell off
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[D]
walkin' down the street
[G]
with nothing to eat
[C] [A]
all I got is the shoes on my feet
[D]
the clothes on my back
[G]
and my guitar
[A] [Em] [A]
oh no! My sole fell off
[D]
well I walk along
[G]
sole in hand
[C] [A]
what bad luck. Oh man! Oh man!
[D]
when I come across
[G]
a mean old rock
[A] [Em] [A]
and Oh No! My sole fell off
[D]
nobody knows
[G]
the troubles I got
[C]
with a broke sole
[A]
and a mean old rock
[D]
comin' round
[G]
I'll reach the top
[A] [Em] [A]
Oh NO! My sole fell off
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