Travelling Shoes

I stood at the crossroads wondering
Wondering which way to choose
What the hell if I step like a pony
I got brand new travelling shoes

Travelling bag, travelling suit
Walking away the blues
Don't weep like a stone on my pillow
I got brand new travelling shoes

Don't weep like a stone on my pillow
I got brand new travelling shoes

And I got them from a jazzman
He said, "Man, the look's all wrong"
He put them down, I picked them up
And danced off with them on

Yes, I got them from a jazzman
He said, "Man, the look's all wrong"
He put them down, I picked them up
And danced off with them on

Well, life's a busted trombone
Leaves you crying on a pew
Remember the good Lord gave us
Brand new travelling shoes

Travelling bag, travelling suit
Walking away the blues
Don't weep like a stone on my pillow
I got brand new travelling shoes

And I got them from a jazzman
He said, "Man, the look's all wrong"
He put them down, I picked them up
And danced off with them on

Yes, I got them from a jazzman
He said, "Man, the look's all wrong"
He put them down, I picked them up
And danced off with them on

He put them down, I picked them up
And danced off with them on

I stood at the crossroads wondering
Wondering which way to choose
What the hell if I step like a pony?
I got brand new travelling shoes

What the hell if I step like a pony?
I got brand new travelling shoes
What the hell if I step like a pony?
I got brand new travelling shoes