In Your Shoes

Little brother, young pretender's, 

had a ponder, and starts to wonder, 

If my thunder can't be plundered, then overthrown.

(You Won't) 

catch me fretting, I got no reason, 

I'm dues paying and lesson learning

So if he's coming, We'll get to rumbling, the whole way home.

I wouldn't do this  in your shoes, 

I walked that mile long before it was old news,

And in those shoes the places I knew gave me the blues, 

The kind you don't lose,  In your shoes

He's got it all sewn up, like he's all grownup, 

If only he'd own up to all that he know not

He might just catch up, to how facts stack up, in cold light of day

( I've got)

Bags of patience, I've learnt the good sense, 

To seek the essence, of my existence,

His crass persistence, Is inconvenient and not okay

I wouldn't do this  in your shoes, 

I walked that mile long before it was old news,

And in those shoes the places I knew gave me the blues, 

The kind you don't lose,  In your shoes

Something I don't understand,

Why  paint your pride into a tight space

Come that hour,  you're gonna need a place to save face. 

And in those shoes, the little trifles you prove 

Will leave you the blues, The kind you can't lose 

One day you'lI stroll back in time,

To what you thought was your prime

And understand what I mean.

But till that day has arrived

Where your hopes have survived

Just keep your feet on the ground 

and the ground firmly beneath your shoes