Thirsty Boots
By Eric Andersen (1966)
On album Waves (2005), Bout Changes 'N' Things (1967), The Best Of (2006)
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You've long been on the open road you've been sleepin' in the rain
From dirty words and muddy cells your clothes are soiled and stained
But the dirty words and the muddy cells will soon be hid in shame
So only stop and rest yourself and you'll be off again
Oh take off your thirsty boots and stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh, and maybe I can try
Lookin' for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eyes
Then tell me of the ones you saw as far as you could see
Across the plains from field to town, marchin' to be free
And of the rusted prison gates that tumbled by degree
Like laughing children one by one, they looked like you and me
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh and maybe I can try
Just lookin' for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eyes
I know you are no stranger down the crooked rainbow trail
From the dancing cliff edge shattered sills of slander shackled jails
But the voices drift up from below as walls are bein' scaled
Yes all of this and more my friend your song shall not befail
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh, and maybe I can try
I'm just lookin' for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eye
You've long been on the open road, you've been sleeping in the rain
From the dirty words and muddy cells, your clothes are dark and stained
But the dirty words and muddy cells will soon be judged insane
So only stop to rest yourself, and you'll be off again
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh and maybe I can try
Lookin' for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eyes
From dirty words and muddy cells your clothes are soiled and stained
But the dirty words and the muddy cells will soon be hid in shame
So only stop and rest yourself and you'll be off again
Oh take off your thirsty boots and stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh, and maybe I can try
Lookin' for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eyes
Then tell me of the ones you saw as far as you could see
Across the plains from field to town, marchin' to be free
And of the rusted prison gates that tumbled by degree
Like laughing children one by one, they looked like you and me
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh and maybe I can try
Just lookin' for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eyes
I know you are no stranger down the crooked rainbow trail
From the dancing cliff edge shattered sills of slander shackled jails
But the voices drift up from below as walls are bein' scaled
Yes all of this and more my friend your song shall not befail
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh, and maybe I can try
I'm just lookin' for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eye
You've long been on the open road, you've been sleeping in the rain
From the dirty words and muddy cells, your clothes are dark and stained
But the dirty words and muddy cells will soon be judged insane
So only stop to rest yourself, and you'll be off again
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh and maybe I can try
Lookin' for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eyes
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