I took a walk in the Texas rain,
down Brentfield Lane
just to see what I could find.
Memories flood like a crowded train
where the tracks remain,
But the people all have changed.
They say,
Oh my, gotta keep movin on.
Oh my, my, gotta keep movin on.
Oh my, gotta keep movin,
gotta keep movin
gotta keep movin on.
On Fifth and Main there's a big parade
where the children play
Why not take me?
You could save me.
What is this that makes us feel alone
What is this that makes us feel alone
You could save me.
I begin to run through the Texas rain
I try to catch that train,
But I can't forget you.
And I'm too old for a slow parade,
I think it's time to go my own way.
Oh my, gotta keep movin on.
Oh my, my, gotta keep movin on.
Oh my, gotta keep movin,
gotta keep movin
gotta keep movin on.