Thirsty Boots (unreleased, Self Portrait) Songtext
von Bob Dylan

You′ve long been on the open road
You've been sleepin′ in the rain
From the dirty words and muddy cells
Your clothes are smeared and stained

But the dirty words and muddy cells
Will soon be judged insane
So only stop and rest yourself
'Til you are off again

Then take off your thirsty boots
And stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh
Maybe I can try
I'm just lookin′ for the evening
And the morning in your eyes


Now tell me of the ones you saw
As far as you could see
Across the plain from field to town
A-marching to be free

And of the rusted prison gates
That tumbled by degree
Like laughing children, one by one
Who looked like you and me

Then take off your thirsty boots
And stay for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh
Maybe I can try
I′m just lookin' for the evening
And the morning in your eyes

I know that you′re no stranger down
The crooked rainbow trails
From dancing cliff-edged shattered sills
Of slender shackled jails


But the voices drift up from below
As the walls are being scaled
And all of this and more, my friend
Your song shall not be failed

And take off your thirsty boots
And stay for awhile
Your feet are hot and weary
From a dusty mile
And maybe I can make you laugh
Maybe I can try
I'm just lookin′ for the evening
And the morning in your eyes