do believe i’m going to clap my hands
think i might tap my feet
put together a oneman band
take a walkin’ on down the street
have a oneman parade
nobody needs to know
because i’m right good in holding on to secrets
and don’t believe they show
all i want is a little dog
to be walking at my right hand
taking a breeze just as free as you please
maybe checking out occasional garbage cans
talking bout a one man dog you all
nobody’s friend but mine
hey now you can say that he’s looking kind of funky
but i do believe he suits me just fine
we were on the road again
i was wondering what to do
ah but honalei it was pouring down rain
baby she had the low down blues
hey now i was looking for my walking cane
tying on my highway shoes
thinking ’bout a one man parade you all
nobody nobody nobody nobody hey
i’m right good at holding on
holding on holding on
honalei it’s raining honalei
sure enough it’s raining honalei
it’s raining better hear it’s raining honalei
hear rain buckets it’s raining honalei
road is covered muddy water it’s raining honalei
talking about a one man parade you all
nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody hey
i’m right good at holding on
holding on holding on
la la la la
Artist: James Taylor
Year: 1973
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 135