Story behind the song
a simple song, also a little bit of a PROTEST song....
Lyrics
Walkin’ Shoes ….…. nanci hobson October 2011
Good morning….reality…
Burnt toast….no coffee…
Dirty dishes in the sink…
Computer’s down… nothin’ to eat
I tried to turn the TV on….
It doesn’t work ….the signals gone…
And I can’t…fix it this time..
Cause I don’t have…a frickin’ dime…
the list grows longer every day…
Everything I own…has gotten so old….
even the dog doesn’t bark no more…
I’m getting’ tired…of singin’ blues…
I’m putting on my walkin’ shoes…
I need to find….a new attitude.. ….
I need to find my walkin’ shoes….
I’ll probably feel better sitting in a bar
But gas costs so much…I can’t drive too far
oil companies have a …record year
I can’t afford… a four dollar beer…
If I knew the right people…made the right noise
I could get a bailout like the Wall Street Boys…
only chance I have… for a bailout here…
Is to buy a scratch ticket…and say a prayer.
the list grows longer every day…
our jobs are gone…can’t find a loan..
‘cause even the banks don’t work no more….
This country wasn’t born to sing the blues
We need to find some walkin’ shoes
These politicians need a new attitude…
Let’s give them all their walkin’ shoes…
This country wasn’t born to sing the blues
Oh yea……….it’s time.
