Beatnik Walking
Richard Thompson
Letra

Hand me down my walking shoes

And Mr. Murdoch s news

I m going thunder rain or shine

Got a papoose on my back
We re on the right track, Jack

To leave the beatnik blues behind

Amsterdam, where good things come in threes

Ease your troubled mind and shoot the breeze

Take the path down to the mill

I m going to get my fill

I m going to eat till the pot runs dry

Anne Frank s house and Rembrandt s tomb

I d better make some room

‘Cause Brother Vincent s on my mind

Life goes on behind the tiles and chintzes

Dirty water fit for kings and princes

Dutch is not a loving tongue

You say your piece and run

You show you care in other ways

Sailors in their Sunday best

I m feeling overdressed

I ve got to lose these blacks and greys

Amsterdam, where good things come in threes

Soothe your troubled mind and shoot the breeze

Hand me down my walking shoes

Hand me down my walking shoes

Got to leave these beatnik blues behind

Got to leave these beatnik blues behind