Kunci Ukulele Passenger – Keep on walking Versi 1

Well, ^Flast night I couldn't sleep I got up and started ^Bbwalking ^FDown to the end of my street And on into ^Ctown Well, I ^Fhad no one to meet And I had no taste for ^Bbtalking ^Bbm Seems I'm ^Ftalking my whole life It's ^Ctime I listen ^Fnow

Well, I ^Fwalked past the late night boys With their bottles and their ^Bbdoorways And I ^Fwalked past the business men Sleeping like babies in their ^Ccars And I ^Fthought to myself "Oh, son, You may be lost in more ways then ^Bbone.^Bbm" But I've a ^Ffeeling that it's more fun Than knowing ^Cexactly where you ^Fare

^FLike a ^Bbstone Carried on the ^Friver Like a ^Bbboat Sailing on the ^Csea And I keep on ^Fwalking Oh, I keep on ^Bbwalking^Bbm Till I ^Ffind that old love or that old ^Bblove ^CComes to ^Ffind me

Well, I ^Fwalked into the morning And felt the warm sunlight forming on my ^Bbshoulders Cause it ^Fhit me with no warning

In my ^Clungs Ain't it ^Ffunny how the kids walk by Doing anything to make themselves look ^Bbolder^Bbm While the ^Fwomen spend their money on ^CAnything that makes them look ^Fyoung

^FLike a ^Bbstone Carried on the ^Friver Like a ^Bbboat Sailing on the ^Csea And I keep on ^Fwalking Oh, I keep on ^Bbwalking^Bbm Till I ^Ffind that old love or that old ^Bblove ^CComes to ^Ffind me

^FOh, Lord ^BbLord Oh, Lord ^FLord Oh, Lord ^BbLord Oh, Lord^C Lord

^FLike a ^Bbstone Carried on the ^Friver Like a ^Bbboat Sailing on the ^Csea And I keep on ^Fwalking Oh, I keep on ^Bbwalking^Bbm Till I ^Ffind that old love or that old ^Bblove ^CComes to ^Ffind me

Till I ^Ffind that old love or that old ^Bblove ^CComes to ^Bbfind ^Fme