Old Shoes

Well I'm singing this song, cause it's time it was sung I've been putting it off for a while, Cause it's harder by now, and the truth is so clear That I am crying when I'm seeing you smile. So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear And your tears c

Its a tale of old shoes And soles of your feet I've got blisters from running On beaches and streets I've been knocked down and out I've got eyes black and blue I'm hit in the face when I'm talking to you Oh, don't lie down As soon as I sleep, you'll