Lyrics My Walking Stick - Louis Armstrong and Friends, Ирвинг Берлин

My Walking Stick

Take away my high hats
Take away my favorite tie
Take away my white spats
I’ll still get by But my walking stick
You simply must let that be I mean you can’t take that away from me Without my walking stick, I’d go insane
Can’t look my best, I’d feel undressed without my cane
Must have my walking stick 'cause it may rain
And when it pours, can’t be outdoors without my cane
If I ever left my house without my walking stick
It would just be something I could never explain
The thing that makes me click on Lovers' Lane
Would go for naught if I were caught without my cane