I took a walk in the Texas rain
down Brentfield Lane
just to see what I could find
Memories flood like a crowded train
where the tracks remain
But the people all have changed
They say
Oh my, gotta keep movin on
Oh my, my, gotta keep movin on
Oh my, gotta keep movin
Gotta keep movin
Got to keep movin on
On Fifth and Main there's a big parade
Where the children play and take their youth for granted
The people pass, and the very last
Stood on stilts with their stove-top hats
They sang
Oh my, gotta keep movin on
Oh my, my, gotta keep movin on
Oh my, gotta keep movin
Gotta keep movin
Got to keep movin on
Why not take me?
You could save me
Why not take me?
What is this that makes us feel alone
What is this that makes us feel alone
What is this that makes us feel alone
You could save me.
I begin to run through the Texas rain
I try to catch that train, but I can't forget you.
And I'm too old for a slow parade
I think it's time to go my own way
Oh my, gotta keep movin on
Oh my, my, gotta keep movin on
Oh my, gotta keep movin
Gotta keep movin
Got to keep movin on
