Thristy Boots - Eric Anderson

You’ve long been on

the open road,

sleepin' in the rain

From dirty words

and muddy cells,

your clothes

are smeared and stained

But the dirty words and muddy cells

will soon be judged insane

So only stop to rest yourself

til you are 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, maybe I can try

I’m just lookin' for the evening

The morning in your eyes

But tell me of the ones you saw

as far as you could see

Across the plain from fields

to town a-marchin' to be free

And of the rusted prison gates

that tumbled by decree

Like laughin' children one by one

They looked 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, 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 slander

shackled jails

For the voices drift up from

below as the walls are being scaled

Yes, all of this and more, my friends

your song shall not be failed

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, maybe I can try

I’m just lookin' for the evening

the morning in your eyes

Yes, you’ve long been on

the open road,

just sleepin' in the rain

From dirty words

and muddy cells,

your clothes

are smeared and stained

But the dirty words and muddy

cells will soon

be hid in shame

So only stop to rest yourself

til you’ll be 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, maybe I can try

I’m just lookin' for the evening

the morning in your eyes