Lyrics

Muddy Shoes
©1999, Scott Stepakoff



This morning you put on last night?s clothes again.
Surveyed the still sleeping mass of soldiers and then.
Realize, still stained and soaked from battle.
Begin to run for cover, but there?s no other.

It?s so lonely out there on the front lines.
When the bullets start flying, sometimes you miss the signs
You can lose track of what you left behind.
Forget to run for cover, but there?s no other.

Chorus
Now you been thinking of hanging up your muddy shoes.
Coming in from the cold with nothing to lose.
And ain?t it a crying shame that you wasted your blues.
I do believe it?s time for hanging up your muddy shoes.

It?s a long road when you?re fighting your back.
But you finally get there, there?s something you still lack.
All is quiet and you find you miss the action.
Begin to run for cover, but there?s no other.

Bridge
Trading your place in a fox-hole for somewhere always safe and warm.
Somewhere you?ve never been before.

Solo (same as 2nd verse)

Chorus