Testo di Walk A Mile

Shot glass clanging, old jukebox singing Something 'bout a neon light Pool balls cracking, pretty girls laughing At some drunk guy's pickup line My Friday nights might be wasted time to you But you might just get it if you walk a mile in my boots Take your left, pick it up, take your right, set it down Do it over and over till you get to town You might get thirsty, but, buddy, don't worry 'Cause it ain't that far Walk a mile in my boots and you'll wind up at a bar I try to stay home and rest my bones When the weekend rolls around I try to drink water like they say I oughta But the plastic bottles let me down Then my boys start calling, saying we got things to do Yeah, you might just get it if you walk a mile in my boots Take your left, pick it up, take your right, set it down Do it over and over till you get to town You might get thirsty, but, buddy, don't worry 'Cause it ain't that far Walk a mile in my boots and you'll wind up at a bar Throw your boots on, I'll show you the way If you got the overworked, underpaid 5-o'clock Friday blues Come on and take a load off and walk a mile in my boots Naw, and it ain't that far Walk a mile in my boots and you'll wind up at a bar Damn, all this walking around's got me thirsty