shut off the t.v. and peel off those sunday gloves, and i'll stain the
  clean that you've been counting, old mr. fletcher passed by here
  today, after 40 years of toil he just stood up and walked away,
  fantastic the panic that showed in his eyes, he shrugged when i asked
  him about it, he said "young man pay heed, you listen well to what i
  say, now there comes a time for a man to walk away", walk away, i'll
  be a parade, and i'll be determined that no one shall dissuade on my
  way, i'll sure take some time to burn all the bridges that i'm leaving
  behind, he passed by again and he was shivering from the cold, i'm not
  sure but i think that he was trying, he told me about the weather and
  something old to pay, "but tomorrow", he said, "i'm gonna surely walk away"