Walk On

Widespread Panic

tom:

Here's my take on Mike's part:
E|--------------------------------|
B|-------------------2------------|
G|--------------2-4----4-2--------|
D|--------0-2/4------------4-2----|
A|--0-2/4----------------------4--|
E|--------------------------------|

E|--------2---------5---3--------|
B|--2-----3---------5---2--------|
G|--2-----2-----2-4-6-4-3--------|
D|--2-----0-2/4-----7---0-4-2----|
A|--0-2/4---------------------4--|
E|-------------------------------|

Intro:
   A   A9  D   Amaj7  Dmaj7 D6  D   
E|--5---7---2----9---9---9---7---5--|
B|--5---5---3----9---9---7---7---7--|
G|--6---6---2----9---9---7---7---7--|
D|--7---7---0----7---7---0---0---0--|
A|--0---0--------0---0--------------|
E|----------------------------------|

   A   A9  D   Amaj7  Dmaj7
E|--5---7---2----9---9---9--|
B|--5---5---3----9---9---7--|
G|--6---6---2----9---9---7--|
D|--7---7---0----7---7---0--|
A|--0---0--------0---0------|
E|--------------------------|

Verse 1:
  A         D           A       D
I hear some people been talkin' me down,
A        D        A        D
Bring up my name, pass it 'round.
A          D           A     D
They don't mention the happy times
A       D            A       D
They do their thing, I'll do mine.

Chorus:
A C#m                 C#m F#
     Ooh baby, that's hard to change
A C#m                     C#m F#
     I can't tell them how to feel.
A C#m                 C#m F#
      Some get stoned,    some get strange,
E                        D
  But sooner or later it all gets real.
     A A9 D      Amaj7 Dmaj7 D6 D (as intro)
Walk on,    walk on,
     A A9 D      Amaj7 Dmaj7 (as intro)
Walk on,    walk on,

Fill:
E|------------------------|
B|------------------------|
G|------------------2--4--| (Play 3 times)
D|----------0--2h4--------|
A|--0--2h4----------------|
E|------------------------|

E|--9--7--2----9--9--9--7-----|
B|-10--7--3---10-10-10--7--7--|
G|--9--7--2----9--9--9--7--7--|
D|----------------------------|
A|----------------------------|
E|----------------------------|

Verse 2:
I remember the good old days,
Stayed up all night gettin' crazed.
Then the money was not so good,
But we still did the best we could.

Chorus:
Ooh baby, that's hard to change
I can't tell them how to feel.
Some get stoned, some get strange,
But sooner or later it all gets real.
Walk on, walk on,
Walk on, walk on.