Pontiac Stove Company - Burdens on My Boots Lyrics

I'm working, but I'm getting weaker
She holds herself as faster than roots
And all that I try to say
My mouth just finds a way
To drop all my words on my boots

My life is coming up roses
And the thorns are having their way
And all that I try to do
My hands-black and blue
Drop all the flowers on my boots

I've grown apart from
Your love and then some
And now these kickers shine like new

The friends that I know call me stranger
And I've let them all down one by one
But everyone I try to fight
My boys will back me up all night
As I drop my bottles on my boots

I'm old, and I'm getting weaker
And I'll be prepared to walk that line
And when I see the man upstairs
And he tells me to forget my cares
I'll drop all my burdens on my boots

And when I see the man up there
He'll say, "Forget your cares
And drop your burdens on your boots"