Thirsty Boots (Unreleased|Self Portrait)

Thirsty Boots (Unreleased|Self Portrait) - Bob Dylan

You've long been on the open road

You've been sleepin in the rain

From the dirty words and muddy cells

Your clothes are soiled and stained

But the dirty words and muddy cells

Will soon be hid in shame

So only stop to rest yourself

Till you'll go off again

So take off your thirsty boots

And stay for awhile

Your feet are hot and weary

From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh

Maybe I can try

I'm just lookin' for the evening

And the morning in your eyes

But tell me of the ones you saw

As far as you could see

Across the plain from field to town

A-marching to be free

And of the rusted prison gates

That tumbled by degree

Like laughing children one by one

Who looked like you and me

So take off your thirsty boots

And stay for awhile

Your feet are hot and weary

From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh

Maybe I can try

I'm just lookin' for the evening

And the morning in your eyes

I know you are no stranger down

The crooked rainbow trails

From dancing cliff-edged shattered sills

Of slender shackled jails

But the voices drift up from below

As the walls they're being scaled

All of this and more my friend

Your song shall not be failed

So take off your thirsty boots

And stay for awhile

Your feet are hot and weary

From a dusty mile

And maybe I can make you laugh

Maybe I can try

I'm just lookin' for the evening

And the morning in your eyes