I was down in the valley of the shadow of death where the passion for life drained like blood from my chest and it took more than my will just to take a step when the compass of hope was gone In a silence so black that i wished for the blues every desperate prayer seemed like heaven refused and some days i found faith meant just tyin' my shoes and it was all i could do to press on Press on me amigo press on mon ami walk on in the face of the mystery though the night hides the light through the darkness still dawn... tie your shoes, my dear friend and press on (walk on) On the ocean so lonesome i was not left on had some heavenly friends when my heart was a stone and they carried my heartache and made it their own when the current of sorrow was strong (and one said) 'i pray your memories will not drag you down not be anchors but treasures of the love that you've found' and his kind words turned hurt into comfort somehow and the wind in my sails to press on So press on me amigo press on mon ami walk on in the face of the mystery though the night hides the light and the journey is long... lean on me, my dear friend and press on Though the days seem like years... there may be giants in our fears... ah, but they who are sowin' tears they shall reap in joy they shall run and leap for joy! So press on me amigo press on mon ami walk on in the face of the mystery... (...) Though the night hides the light and the journey is long... lean on me, my dear friend and press on me amigo press on mon ami walk on in the face of the mystery though the night hides the light and the journey is long... tie your shoes, my dear friend and press on!