Written by Peter Green. Now the cupboards are empty But baby you donґt care This way that Iґm living Now that youґre not here Iґm walkin?the road But thereґs a long long way to go My socks need mending Theyґre so full of holes Take a look at my trousers And man, how it shows Iґm walkin?the road But thereґs a long long way to go I sit at the table Since I got the news Iґm so full of cigarettes And Iґm drunk with the blues Iґm walkin?the road But thereґs a long long way to go I gave you my loving I gave you my car Now I gotta keep moving To the next backstreet bar Iґm walkin?the road But thereґs a long long way to go