Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Spoken] Willy I wrote this poem for my uncle Willy Who was physically a cripple And, spiritually a giant Willy was a man without fame Hardly anybody knew his name Crippled and limping Always walking lame He said, "I keep on moving, moving just the same" Solitude was the climate in his head Emptiness was the partner in his bed Pain echoed in the steps of his tread, he said "I keep on following, where the leaders led" He said, "I keep on movin'" [Verse 2 - Spoken] I may cry, and I will die But my spirit is the soul of every spring Watch for me And you will see that I'm present In the songs that children sing Pеople called him uncle, boy, and hеy! Said you can't live through this another day Then they waited to hear what he would say He said "I'm living, in the games that children play" He said "I keep on movin'"