 Well, I walk lots of winding roads. Oh, yeah. It's a chore to ride this load. Oh, yeah. I've traveled both night and day. Oh, yeah. So tired but not afraid. Yeah. Jesus, my light, my guide. Oh, yeah. Always ever by my side. Oh, yeah. Because I'm walking, I'm knocking into heaven with pride. You don't knock. You don't knock. You just walk on in. The door. The door to heaven's end. There's love. There's love.