Thirsty Boots

You've long been on the open road
You've been sleepin' in the rain
From the dirty words and mud of the cells
Your clothes are dark and stained
But the dirty words, the muddy cells, will soon be judged insane
So only stop to rest yourself and you'll be off again
And take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while
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

Then tell me of the ones you've seen as far as you could see
Across the plain from field to town, a-marching to be free
And of the rusted prison gates that tumble by degree
Like laughin' children one by one
They look like you and me
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while
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

I know you are no stranger down the crooked rainbow trials
From dancing cliff edge, shattered sills of slander shackled jails
But the melodies drift from below as the walls are bein' scaled
Yes, and all of this and more my friend
Your song shall not be failed
And take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while
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

And take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while
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 morning in your eyes