The cobbler's seen your face before
He calls you "that fire-walking whore"
But only when you ain't around
Or they'll be visiting his burial ground
You're an old soul with a new pair of shoes
You don't just sing, but live the blues
You've earned your stripes the punishing way
How many times have you had to pay?
You walked through fire and lived to tell
Kickin' butt on your stroll through hell
A fiery, never-ending stroll
A new pair of shoes on your old soul
You've ravaged about a thousand pairs
You've cried salty tears of great despair
But you rose above it every time
A spirit reaching the sublime
You're an old soul with a new pair of shoes
You don't just sing, but live the blues
You've earned your stripes the punishing way
How many times have you had to pay?
You walked through fire and lived to tell
Kickin' butt on your stroll through hell
A fiery, never-ending stroll
A new pair of shoes on your old soul
Edmund Snyder - Old Soul, New Shoes Lyrics
Edmund Snyder - Old Soul, New Shoes Lyrics
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The cobbler's seen your face before
He calls you "that fire-walking whore"
But only when you ain't around
Or they'll be visiting his burial ground
You're an old soul with a new pair of shoes
You don't just sing, but live the blues
You've earned your stripes the punishing way
How many times have you had to pay?
You walked through fire and lived to tell
Kickin' butt on your stroll through hell
A fiery, never-ending stroll
A new pair of shoes on your old soul
You've ravaged about a thousand pairs
You've cried salty tears of great despair
But you rose above it every time
A spirit reaching the sublime
You're an old soul with a new pair of shoes
You don't just sing, but live the blues
You've earned your stripes the punishing way
How many times have you had to pay?
You walked through fire and lived to tell
Kickin' butt on your stroll through hell
A fiery, never-ending stroll
A new pair of shoes on your old soul
He calls you "that fire-walking whore"
But only when you ain't around
Or they'll be visiting his burial ground
You're an old soul with a new pair of shoes
You don't just sing, but live the blues
You've earned your stripes the punishing way
How many times have you had to pay?
You walked through fire and lived to tell
Kickin' butt on your stroll through hell
A fiery, never-ending stroll
A new pair of shoes on your old soul
You've ravaged about a thousand pairs
You've cried salty tears of great despair
But you rose above it every time
A spirit reaching the sublime
You're an old soul with a new pair of shoes
You don't just sing, but live the blues
You've earned your stripes the punishing way
How many times have you had to pay?
You walked through fire and lived to tell
Kickin' butt on your stroll through hell
A fiery, never-ending stroll
A new pair of shoes on your old soul
Writer: Edmund Snyder
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