Walking Through a Wasted Land Richard Thompson

[Verse 1]
I'm walking through a wasted land
Of soft sell concrete and rust
Whatever happened to this country?
Where is the hand you can trust?

[Chorus]
Walk down
Walk down
Walk down

[Verse 2]
I remember when a farmer was ashamed
If he never put his hand to a plough
You can buy a lot of shame with your money
He's riding in the limousine now

[Chorus]
Oh, walk down
Walk down
Walk down
Walk down

[Verse 3]
Now sweat is the name of this town
It's an ugly old, dirty old disgrace
And now that the steel's shut down
It's fear puts the sweat in a man's face