Lyrics Solomon Burke – Fading Footsteps

Walt Whitman was a hippie, said that nothing could be lost
If I only was a half that wise, I wouldn’t be walking to get sauced
Whisky

Now Mozart was a superstar by the time he made thirteen

And I heard old Emerson say no debt will go unpaid
But I feel my heart confounding as your cold shoulder turns away
Turn away

I don’t understand it, but I know what it means
Your fading footsteps, when I tell you my dreams
Who stood right there beside you when you were so afraid
Now I’m crying out to no-one as your footsteps fade
Fading footsteps, fade fade fade
Fade away

Old George he must have talked funny with a mouthful of wooden teeth
But a broke down starving army followed that man to victory
True Lord

Got a shoe string for my supper and a suitcase full of rhymes
Suns on hold and a band of gold and I’m looking at hard times
Have mercy

And I built you a mountain high, castles in the sky
Now there they all go falling, and I think that maybe
You know why
Why why why

And I don’t understand it, but I know what it means
Your fading footsteps, when I tell you my dreams
Who stood right there beside you when you were so afraid
Now I’m crying out to no-one as your footsteps fade

Fading footsteps, fade fade fade

I wonder why why why why why why why
Fading footsteps, fading footsteps
Look out, watch it now
Mercy, good Lord

Fading footsteps
Pour whisky
Rip it up
Ooh ooh ooh