Lyrics:

I think of a lot of things when I'm walking
I think of a lot of things walking home
I say them alound, to myself I am talking
I talk to myself when we are alone

Why-ee-i-ee-i is my bleeding heart beating?
Why-ee-i-ee-i am I feeling no pain?
Why-ee-i-ee-i do I cry when I say Good
Bye-ee-i-ee-i, When I'm calling your name?

I look to the left and the right
When I'm crossing
I look straight ahead
When I'm crossing the road
The baggage I carry
The load I am tossing
I look back behind at the
Row that I've hoed.

Chorus, Chorus