Lyrics

Written by Kevin Bacon "A tune for a real old friend." KB Sheridan Square, high as a kite Beer in a bag, toasting the night And we dreamed as the Manhattan moon, sunk like a stone Oh but sooner or later You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home Your gonna have to stand, and walk back home You were good with your hands, good with your heart Good to your friends, that's a good place to start You say a man's not a man, if he don't do it alone Oh but sooner or later You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home Now your fading away, like a freeway mirage Are you out in the valley, or in your garage? I know it's hard, every dog loves his bone Oh but sooner or later You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home You're gonna have to stand, and walk back home