Intro 

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Even now I see him walking home at sundown

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He's whistling rock of ages with his lunchbox at his side

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I still recall the smell of smoke and ashes on his jacket

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And that factory dust was on his shoes the afternoon he died


Vwese2

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I swore I'd never heed that factory whistle

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In a banker's cage I signed a loan against my future sins

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All the neighbors shook my hand and wished me well upon my leaving

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Though my father was a poor man he owned a wealth of friends


Chorus

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So take these boots that shine like Judas silver

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And all these sad reflections on lost untraveled roads

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While the rain falls on a field of bones and roses

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Give me back my father's shoes and let me walk in those

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Verse 3

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My stroke was good, the deals fell fast and easy

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I hired the sweat of honest men and took the lion's share

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My wardrobe filled with shirts of silk and boots of tender leather

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And I walked in them the halls of power but found no comfort there


Chorus

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So take these boots that shine like Judas silver

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And all these sad reflections on lost untraveled roads

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While the rain falls on a field of bones and roses

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Give me back my father's shoes and let me walk in those


Verse 4

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Lady lay these boots upon the fire

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'Cause lady now I swear I'll never wear this pair again

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I meant to stand up straight and tall, it never was that easy

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Now these soles are stained from walking on the dreams of better men

Chorus

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So take these boots that shine like Judas silver

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And all these sad reflections on lost untraveled roads

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While the rain falls on a field of bones and roses

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Give me back my father's shoes and let me walk in those

Chorus

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So take these boots that shine like Judas silver

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And all these sad reflections on lost untraveled roads

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While the rain falls on a field of bones and roses

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Give me back my father's shoes and let me walk in those


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