just sleeping in the rain
From dirty words and muddy cells,
your clothes are smeared and stained
But the dirty words and muddy cells
will soon be hid in shame
So only stop to rest yourself
So take off your thirsty boots
Your feet are hot and weary
Maybe I can make you laugh,
Just looking for the evening,
Tell me of the ones you saw
Across the plains from field to town,
And of the rusted prison gates
one by one they looked like you and me
So take off your thirsty boots
Your feet are hard and weary
Maybe I can make you laugh,
I was looking for the evening,
I know you are no stranger now
to crooked rainbow trails
shattered sills of slandered shackled jails
For the voices drift up from below
as the walls they're being scaled
Yes, all of this and more, my friend,
your song shall not be failed
Yes, you've long been on the open road,
just sleeping in the rain.
From dirty words and muddy cells,
your clothes are smeared and stained.
But the dirty words and muddy cells
will soon be judged insane.
So, only stop to rest yourself,
And take off your thirsty boots
Maybe I can make you laugh,
Just looking for the evening,
the morning in your eyes you