Lyrics

Walked in them shoes Sometimes it's gold and so we're told Sometimes it's not worthwhile To get an Inman steel guitar And a California smile Stuck in a Detroit diesel Pretty sure it's a Silver Eagle The heat's been out for about a hundred miles Well, I haven't been hanging around With the best of company Been falling down drunk and scraping up my knees I stick on track, stay a little longer Don't look back, feeling gets stronger Lord, you know, we can make it through Gotta carry the load over the bad times You gotta look up, pull up that slack line Get yourself out of the dirt and into the blue I walked in them shoes, mm All them midnight jailors, rodeo tailors Lord, You know, that we paid our dues Buying by the lights got brighter Pete made the show get tired But just might make midnight for you Well, I've come from faith healers, tramps and bootleggers It's a long road, but I'm not afraid to die I said I was wet behind the ears I had wings to fly, all right Well, sometimes it's gold or so we're told But we go the extra mile With an Inman steel guitar And a California smile Stuck in a Detroit diesel 40 feet of Silver Eagle The heat's been out for about a hundred miles Well, I stick on track, stay a little longer Don't look back, the feeling gets stronger Lord, You know we can make it through Gotta carry the load over the bad times You gotta look up, pull at that slack line Get yourself out of the dirt and into the blue I walked in them shoes
Writer(s): Adam Carol, Paul Cauthen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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