Thirsty Boots - Bob Dylan

You’ve long been on the open road

You’ve been sleepin in the rain

From the dirt of words and mud of cell

Your clothes are smeared and stained

But the dirty words and muddy cells

Will soon be judged insane

So only stop and rest yourself

Till you are off again

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

I’m just lookin' for the evening

And the morning in your eyes

But tell me of the ones you saw

As far as you could see

Across the plain from field to town

Marching to be free

And of the rusted prison gates

That tumbled by degree

Like laughing children one by one

Who looked like you and me

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

I’m just lookin' for the evening

And the morning in your eyes

I know you are no stranger down

The crooked rainbow trails

From dancing cliff-edged shattered sills

Of slender shackled jails

But the voices drift up from below

As the walls are being scaled

All of this and more my friend

Your song shall not be failed

Then 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

I’m just lookin' for the evening

And the morning in your eyes