You Just Might Have the Sharpest Pair of Shoes (feat. AMRADIO.)
You don't win a lot of competitions
And you don't have the prettiest face
You don't sleep on satin sheets
It's clear you never learned your place
You don't have a job
You really ain't got much to lose
But you just might have the sharpest pair of shoes
I don't get a lot of intuitions
And I don't got a lot to say
But I always keep a cautious eye
When I'm walking round your way
Because you don't have so many possessions
And you have your fair share of dues
But around the town, you just might have
The sharpest pair of shoes
You work in the factory you live by
Maggie's there watching the line
You package spices and weapons
Her brother hands you a dime
You walk back home while they drive fancy cars
You know that it's true
But the walk ain't bad, and besides you have
The sharpest pair of shoes
You live by the river, water's rising
Crops are failing all around the town
Hours are cut, storefronts are shut
Someone's calling out about to drown
Your bank account is empty
And your pockets got the blues
But despite all this, you just might possess
The sharpest pair of shoes
And you don't have the prettiest face
You don't sleep on satin sheets
It's clear you never learned your place
You don't have a job
You really ain't got much to lose
But you just might have the sharpest pair of shoes
I don't get a lot of intuitions
And I don't got a lot to say
But I always keep a cautious eye
When I'm walking round your way
Because you don't have so many possessions
And you have your fair share of dues
But around the town, you just might have
The sharpest pair of shoes
You work in the factory you live by
Maggie's there watching the line
You package spices and weapons
Her brother hands you a dime
You walk back home while they drive fancy cars
You know that it's true
But the walk ain't bad, and besides you have
The sharpest pair of shoes
You live by the river, water's rising
Crops are failing all around the town
Hours are cut, storefronts are shut
Someone's calling out about to drown
Your bank account is empty
And your pockets got the blues
But despite all this, you just might possess
The sharpest pair of shoes
Credits
Writer(s): Tom Boger-hawkins
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