Mandolin Orange - Gospel Shoes lyrics

Gospel Shoes Some set their heads to swimming, nothing to lose And drift about the good times with slippers in their boots Some walk the straight and narrow, only pa**ing through. Gospel Shoes are laced with shackles and chains Fitted for the poor, the runners of the race Now every hand is folded to the shape of a gun The targets ever changing but the war, it rages on CH: So the armies march onward for the Mother and the Son As this world of screaming color is bleached in the blood. Freedom was a simple word, so reverent and true A long time ago it meant the right to choose Who you love and how to live, but now it's so misused And twisted by the politics of men in gospel shoes. CH