Some people never get their feet on the ground, They're either sitting in a chair or they're laying down Their bellies are hanging down on their knees, It's almost a national emergency. Fifty miles, keep a-walking, Twenty-five miles and you're almost there, Fifty miles no use a-talkin', Better get in step with the new frontier. Well, the president put on his walkin' shoes He had a country with 30 millions pounds to lose He remembered a promise he made 'way back when He's gonna get the country movin' again. *chorus* Then everybody started getting into the act Even sallinger left but he soon came back On his return he was heard to say Fifty miles a day keeps republicans away *chorus* Rockefeller's happy with his brand new wife, And richard nixon's done enough running for life And lyndon johnson is too busy a man And joseph p. kennedy bought out tom mccann. *chorus* So I decided I would carry my load I grabbed a carton of cigarettes and I hit the road, The golf clubs were heavy and the gin was slow If you want to get healthy, that's the way to go. *chorus* While everybody's goin' out and havin' fun They ought to lose some weight in more ways than one Fity miles of thinking is a heavy strain But it's about the only cure, for an overweight brain. *chorus* Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com