walking back to birmingham

got my shoes from the salvation army

got my hat from a kind-hearted friend

hocked my watch at a pawnshop in buffalo

for a bottle of wine and a flea-bitten bed

when the sun comes up in the morning

when the wine in my bottle goes down

put my hat on my head and my shoes on my feet

and go walking back to birmingham

i've got a three-acre farm and a catfish pond

and a smokehouse filled with country ham

well

that thousand miles of road won't seem far to go

'cause i'm walking back to birmingham

when the sun comes up in the morning

when the wine in my bottle goes down

put my hat on my head and my shoes on my feet

and go walking back to birmingham

yeah

i'll go walking back to birmingham