Dorsey Baker

Marching Feet

He don't never want to settle down,
he just want to  walk around, he was
born to walk the street,
He's got   marching street,
He's got  marching street,

Every alley is a sleeping place, he can walk
a mile before you run a race-
He was born to walk the street,
he's got marching feet, he's got marching
feet,
He don't need much money to survive,
hustling is what
keeps him alive-
He was born to walk the street,
He's got marching feet, he's got
Marching feet.

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 07/17/2011.

 

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