Artist | Level 42 |
Song | My Father's Shoes |
Album | Guaranteed |
Intro | No |
Outro | No |
Sound Mix | Stereo |
Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
Release date |
Even now I see him walking home at sundown he's whistling rock of ages with his lunchbox at his side I still recall the smell of smoke and ashes on his jacket and that factory dust was on his shoes the afternoon he died I swore I'd never heed that factory whistle in a banker's cage I signed a loan against my future sins all the neighbours shook my hand and wished me well upon my leaving though my father was a poor man he owned a wealth of friends So take these boots that shine like Judas silver and all these sad reflections on lost untravelled roads ... |