Walking

Walking, walking, walking, walking
Seems so easy now
But I remember when I was small
And I did not know how

I would take two steps and then fall down
And bump my bottom on the ground
My dad would say, That's okay"
"Try some more another day"

Repeat

I would take two steps and then two more
And fall down on the kitchen floor
But up I'd stand, dust my hands
And tell myself I know I can

Repeat



Credits
Writer(s): Hap Palmer, Martha Cheney
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