Текст песни Level 42 - My Father`s Shoes
Level 42 - My Father`s Shoes слова песни
Even now I see him walking home at sundownhe`s whistling rock of ages with his lunchbox at his sideI still recall the smell of smoke and ashes on his jacketand that factory dust was on his shoes the afternoon he diedI swore I`d never heed that factory whistlein a banker`s cage I signed a loan against my future sinsall the neighbours shook my handand wished me well upon my leavingthough my father was a poor man he owned a wealth of friendsSo take these boots that shine like Judas silverand all these sad reflections on lost untravelled roadswhile the rain falls on a field of bones and rosesgive me back my father`s shoes and let me walk in thoseMy stroke was good, the deals fell fast end easyI hired the sweat of honest men and took the lion`s sharemy wardrobe filled with shirts of silkand boots of tender leatherand I walked in them the halls of powerbut found no comfort thereSo take these boots that shine like Judas silverand all these sad reflections on lost untravelled roadswhile the rain falls on a field of bones and rosesgive me back my father`s shoes and let me walk in thoseLady lay these boots upon the fire`cause lady now I swear I`ll never wear this pair againI meant to stand up straight and tallit never was that easynow these soles are stained from walking on the dreamsof better menSo take these boots that shine like Judas silverand all these sad reflections on lost untravelled roadswhile the rain falls on a field of bones and rosesgive me back my father`s shoes and let me walk in those