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My old man's shoes were steel toed boots Ripped up rawhide leather Seams splitting like the Red Sea So duct tape held 'em together They've worn more tread than a Firestone Underneath a '65 Fastback Ford Size 12 wide, spent Saturday nights Cuttin' rug on a bar room floor They weren't built for speed, they weren't built for comfort But you can bet that they were buildin' somethin' Might not look like much to you But there wasn't really much they couldn't walk through They weren't flashy, they weren't classy But they made him workin' class happy And I'd be lucky I'd be lucky to walk a mile in my old man's boots They didn't bring home a fortune But we were fortunate for doin' just fine Sunrise to bed, they kept us fed And the lights on most of the time [?] joint rips on the laces Scuffed up and scarred from heal to toe Looked twice their age on a good day Broken in don't even come close Songtexte They weren't built for speed, they weren't built for comfort But you can bet that they were buildin' somethin' Might not look like much to you But there wasn't really much they couldn't walk through They weren't flashy, they weren't classy But they made him workin' class happy And I'd be lucky I'd be lucky to walk a mile in my old man's boots They didn't bring home a fortune But we were fortunate for doin' just fine They weren't built for speed, they weren't built for comfort But you can bet that they were buildin' somethin' Might not look like much to you But there wasn't really much they couldn't walk through They weren't flashy, they weren't classy But they made him workin' class happy And I'd be lucky I'd be lucky to walk a mile in my old man's boots My old man's boots Aus Songtexte Mania