I haven't heard a voice that I can trust

and all this sweetness turns a throat to rust

I'm standing on a quay wrapped up in mist

the steamer's left with someone that I miss

I'd walk a hundred miles

sold my horse, got fired by the consul

a testament to flags, I was hostile

tried faith and drugs and gold

it didn't work, I couldn't fill the hole

I'd walk a hundred miles

a thousand miles, a million miles

two steps step out

towards your door

I'll be calling round

two steps step out

I'm on my way

here I am now

I started cutting marble in a quarry

I worked my hands, I wasn't in a hurry

the time I did to pass the time

the time I did to pass the time

I'd walk a hundred miles

so now I'm loading wool down at the wharf

the ships unload and then they head back north

and every time the mist comes in

I sit and watch the mist come in

I'd walk a hundred miles

a thousand miles, a million miles

two steps step out

towards your door

I'll be calling round

two steps step out

I'm on my way

here I am now