Texty: Racer X. Dead Man's Shoes.

Hard whiskey and rum
Feel like I'm living under God's thumb
People say it all the time
That my life it ain't worth a dime

Now I cry and I try moving
To a land that is new
I been walking the mile
In a dead man's shoes
A dead man's shoes

Got this planet on my back
One foot forward, fifty steps back
My body holds an empty heart
Looks like an ending, I know it's no start

Will I die
When I try traveling through?
Pass the light that is true

Feel I'm walking God's mile
In a dead man's shoes
In a dead man's shoes

It's not that my soul's fallen down
Encased in a rust growing round
The preacher, he won't pray for me
Am I trapped in this life eternally?

Now I cry when I try
Passing through the light of a new
Going mile after mile

In a dead man's shoes
In a dead man's shoes
In a dead man's shoes
In a dead man's shoes