Ramblin' Shoes - Slim Dusty

I’m feelin' down and lonesome and you might laugh at me

Sittin' in the deep depths of the blues

I’m sittin' here a’talkin to two old friends of mine

A pair of busted worn out knocked out shoes

Although they might be covered with dust from many miles

Oh i love them so my worn out ramblin' shoes

Oh i love them my worn out ramblin' shoes

My life has turned a tumble I’m walkin' here in town

But it’s not the kind of life that i would choose

But there will come a mornin' when i’ll light out again

Proudly wearing you old ramblin' shoes

And your soles will all be mended and you’ll be shinin' just like new

Steppin' out again old ramblin' shoes

Oh steppin' out again old ramblin' shoes

So don’t you come a stompin' into my dreams at night

Givin' me these awful city blues

Oh you’re placed here by my bedside so don’t you move again

Or i’ll lock you up until it’s time to move

But you’re made from Gypsy leather like the sinews of my heart

And that’s why we get along old ramblin' shoes

Oh that’s why we get along old ramblin' shoes

So when i walk that last road to the wanderers camp on high

I hope i’m taken with the chosen few

My clothes will not splendid my manners not so neat

But i’ll be wearing you old busted worn out shoes

And the men on high are wise men and they’ll see what we’ve been through

And say welcome home old worn out ramblin' shoes

Oh welcome home old worn out ramblin' shoes