Painful all day
How to make it go away?
If the day fails complete
You have a talent for retreat
When the birds blow away
Tinkle a bell and call on me
Ladies and gentlemen
Please send me your shoes
This is my business
I break them for you
I'll unburden you of a bit of life's pain
All can be cured at a slow devotional pace
My father, my father, I started with you
You came home complaining, so I put on your shoes
I limped to your office, I bypa**ed the train
My young mind it questioned why I took the long way
Next morning you found me collapsed on the lawn
You bathed my wounds and you put your shoes on
You can stay in your place
Or go a slow, devotional pace
I've walked over mountains, cold, dark, and alone
Through Andersonville and up over the walls
I wade in the river that lead to the bay
I boarded the Bismarck, I still found my way
Through infidel hours, spring, summer, and fall
No matter the distance, I'll come when I'm called
You can stay in your place
Or go a slow, devotional pace
A butcher, a baker, a soldier who fights
Warring or dancing, I'll do the thing right
I'll follow my compa**, I'll follow it true
You sent them, I broke them, return unto you
My baby, my child, conceived in the rain
I'll leave you these shoes, as well as my name
I trust you to figure the lock on this case
I teach you the slow, devotional pace
You can stay in your place
Or go a slow, devotional pace
Whitened powder, clouds, and fogs
Every footstep settles, covers where you've trod
Whitened powder, clouds, and fogs
Every footstep settles, covers where you've trod
Whitened powder, clouds, and fogs
Every footstep settles, covers where you've trod
Whitened powder, clouds, and fogs
Every footstep settles, covers where you've trod
Whitened powder, clouds, and fogs
Every footstep settles, covers where you've trod
Whitened powder, clouds, and fogs
Every footstep settles, covers where you've trod