When you walk through a storm hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk o-n with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll neve-r, walk alone.
Walk on, walk o-n with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll neve-r walk alone.