Thirsty Boots

You've long been on the open road
You've been sleeping 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 judged insane
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
I'm looking for the evening
And the morning in your eyes
Then tell me of the ones you saw
As far as you could see
Across the plains from field to town
Marching to be free
And of the rusted prison gates
That tumble by debris
Like laughing children
one by one
They look 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
Looking for the evening
And the morning in your eyes
I know you are no stranger
Down crooked rainbow trails
From dancing cliffhead Scattered sills
To slander shackled jails
Where the voices drift up from below
His walls are being scaled
Yes all of this, and more my friend
Your song shall not be failed
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
Looking for the evening
And the morning in your eyes
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
Looking for the evening
And the morning in your eyes