My Father Shoes
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IntroD G Am D D G F G DD G Am D D G F G D Verse1D G Even now I see him walking homeAm D at sundownD G He's whistling rock of ages withF G D his lunchbox at his sideD G I still recall the smell of smokeAm D and ashes on his jacketD G And that factory dust was on hisF G D shoes the afternoon he died Vwese2D G I swore I'd never heed thatAm D factory whistleD G In a banker's cage I signed aF G D loan against my future sinsD G All the neighbors shook my handAm D and wished me well upon my leavingD G Though my father was a poor manF G D he owned a wealth of friends ChorusF#m B So take these boots that shineC#m C#m7 like Judas silverF#m B And all these sad reflections onC#m C#m7 lost untraveled roadsContinúa después del anuncioF#m B While the rain falls on a fieldC#m C#m7 of bones and rosesF#m B Give me back my father's shoesC#m C#m7 and let me walk in those RiffD G Am DD G F G D Verse 3D G My stroke was good, the dealsAm D fell fast and easyD G I hired the sweat of honest menF G D and took the lion's shareD G My wardrobe filled with shirts ofAm D silk and boots of tender leatherD G And I walked in them the halls ofF G D power but found no comfort there ChorusF#m B So take these boots that shineC#m C#m7 like Judas silverF#m B And all these sad reflections onC#m C#m7 lost untraveled roadsF#m B While the rain falls on a fieldC#m C#m7 of bones and rosesF#m B Give me back my father's shoesC#m C#m7 and let me walk in those Verse 4D G Lady lay these boots upon theAm D fireD G 'Cause lady now I swear I'llF G D never wear this pair againD G I meant to stand up straight andAm D tall, it never was that easyD G Now these soles are stained fromF G D walking on the dreams of better men ChorusF#m B So take these boots that shineC#m C#m7 like Judas silverF#m B And all these sad reflections onC#m C#m7 lost untraveled roadsF#m B While the rain falls on a fieldC#m C#m7 of bones and rosesF#m B Give me back my father's shoesC#m C#m7 and let me walk in those ChorusF#m B So take these boots that shineC#m C#m7 like Judas silverF#m B And all these sad reflections onC#m C#m7 lost untraveled roadsF#m B While the rain falls on a fieldC#m C#m7 of bones and rosesF#m B Give me back my father's shoesC#m C#m7 and let me walk in thoseD G Am DD G F G DD G Am DD G F G D