One Man Parade James Taylor

Do believe I'm going to clap my hands
Think I might tap my feet
Put together a one-man band
Take a walkin' on down the street

Have a one-man parade
Nobody needs to know
Because I'm right good in holding on to secrets
And don't believe they show

All I want is a little dog
To be walking at my right hand
Taking a breeze just as free as you please
Maybe checking out occasional garbage cans

Talking bout a one man dog, you all
Nobody's friend but mine
Hey now, you can say that he's looking kind of funky
But I do believe he suits me just fine

We were on the road again
I was wondering what to do
Ah but Honalei, it was pouring down rain
Baby she had the low down blues

Hey now, I was looking for my walking cane
Tying on my highway shoes
Thinking 'bout a one man parade, you all
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, hey
I'm right good at holding on
Holding on, holding on