Now I See Him Walking Home At Sundown
I Swear I'd Never Hate That Factory Whistle In A Banker's Cage I Signed A Loan Against My Future Sins
All The Neighbors Shook My Hand To Wish Me Well Upon My Leaving
Though My Father Was A Poor Man He Loaned The Wealth Of Friends
I Swear I'd Never Hate That Factory Whistle In A Banker's Cage
So Take These Boots To Shine Like Judas Silver
And All These Sad Reflections I'm Lost On Travel Roads
While The Rain Falls On A Field Of Bones And Roses
Give Me Back My Father's Shoes And Let Me Walk In Those
For A Stroke As Good The Deal Is Far Fast And Easy
I Hired The Sweat Of Honest Men And Took The Lion's Share
My Wardrobe Filled With Shirts Of Silk And Boots Of Tender Leather
And I Walked In Every Day And I'm Still In The Middle Of The Night





I Swear I'd Never Hate That Factory Whistle In A Banker's Cage I Signed A Loan Against My Future Sins



So Take These Boots To Shine Like Judas Silver
And All These Sad Reflections I'm Lost On Travel Roads
While The Rain Falls On A Field Of Bones And Roses
Give Me Back My Father's Shoes And Let Me Walk In Those
All The Neighbors Shook My Hand To Wish Me Well Upon My Leaving
I Look Back To My Fairance Oh My Old H Voilà
Lady lay these boots upon the fire
Lady now I swear I'll never wear this apparel again
I've been to stand up straight and tall
And it never was that easy
Now they've sold me
Stain from walking on the dreams of better men
So take these boots to shine like Judas silver
And all these sad reflections on lost and troubled roads
While the rain falls on a field of bones and roses
Give me back my father's shoes and let me walk in those
So take these boots to shine like Judas silver
And all these sad reflections on lost and troubled roads
While the rain falls on a field of bones and roses
Give me back my father's shoes and let me walk in those
So take these boots to shine like Judas silver