Some people never get their feet on the ground,   They're either sitting in a chair or they're laying down   Their bellies are hanging down on their knees,   It's almost a national emergency.   Fifty miles, keep a-walking,   Twenty-five miles and you're 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   He's gonna get the country movin' again.   *chorus*      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   *chorus*      Rockefeller's happy with his brand new wife,   And richard nixon's done enough running for life   And lyndon johnson is too busy a man   And joseph p. kennedy bought out tom mccann.   *chorus*      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, that's the way to go.   *chorus*      While everybody's 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 it's about the only cure, for an overweight brain.   *chorus*