When you walk through a storm hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of a storm is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of a lark. Walk on through the wind, Walk on through the rain, Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown. Walk on, walk o-n with hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone, You'll neve-r, walk alone. Walk on, walk o-n with hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone, You'll neve-r walk alone.