Some people never get their feet on the ground,
Theyre either sitting in a chair or theyre laying down
Their bellies are hanging down on their knees,
Its almost a national emergency.
Fifty miles, keep a-walking,
Twenty-five miles and youre almost there,
Fifty miles no use a-talkin,
Better get in step with the new frontier.
Well, the president put on his walkin shoes
He had a country with 30 millions pounds to lose
He remembered a promise he made way back when
Hes gonna get the country movin again.
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Then everybody started getting into the act
Even sallinger left but he soon came back
On his return he was heard to say
Fifty miles a day keeps republicans away
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Rockefellers happy with his brand new wife,
And richard nixons done enough running for life
And lyndon johnson is too busy a man
And joseph p. kennedy bought out tom mccann.
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So I decided I would carry my load
I grabbed a carton of cigarettes and I hit the road,
The golf clubs were heavy and the gin was slow
If you want to get healthy, thats the way to go.
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While everybodys goin out and havin fun
They ought to lose some weight in more ways than one
Fity miles of thinking is a heavy strain
But its about the only cure, for an overweight brain.
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