Letras
Well you've gotta walk that lonesome valley yes you've gotta go there by yourself
Cause no one here is gonna go there with you yes you've gotta go there by yourself
Well if you can't speak like the angels if you can't preach like old Saint Paul
You can tell the love of Jesus yes you can say that he died for all
Yes you've gotta walk...
[ dobro ]
Many loved ones away up yonder just awaitin' on the golden shore
Let's prepare to go and meet them where sad parties will come no more
Well you've gotta walk...
Yes you've gotta walk...