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^DEven now I see him walk^Ging home at sund^Amown ^D ^DHe's whistling rock of a^Gges with his l^Funchbox ^Gat his si^Dde

^DI still recall the s^Gmell of smoke and a^Amshes on his jac^Dket ^DAnd that factory dust wa^Gs on his shoes the aft^Ferno^Gon he d^Died

Vwese2

^DI swore I'd never heed ^Gthat factory whi^Amstle ^D ^DIn a banker's cage I sig^Gned a loan aga^Finst my ^Gfuture si^Dns

^DAll the neighbors sh^Gook my hand and wis^Amhed me well upo^Dn my leaving ^DThough my father was a p^Goor man he owned a wea^Flth ^Gof frie^Dnds

Chorus

^F#mSo take these boots that sh^Bbmine like Judas si^C#mlver ^C#m7 ^F#mAnd all these sad reflectio^Bbmns on lost untrav^C#meled ro^C#m7ads

^F#mWhile the rain falls on a f^Bbmield of bones and^C#m roses ^C#m7 ^F#mGive me back my father's sh^Bbmoes and let me wa^C#mlk in t^C#m7hose

Riff D G Am D D G F G D Verse 3

^DMy stroke was good, the^G deals fell fast^Am and eas^Dy ^DI hired the sweat of hon^Gest men and to^Fok the l^Gion's sha^Dre

^DMy wardrobe filled w^Gith shirts of silk ^Amand boots of te^Dnder leather ^DAnd I walked in them the^G halls of power but fo^Fund ^Gno comf^Dort there

Chorus

^F#mSo take these boots that sh^Bbmine like Judas si^C#mlver ^C#m7 ^F#mAnd all these sad reflectio^Bbmns on lost untrav^C#meled ro^C#m7ads

^F#mWhile the rain falls on a f^Bbmield of bones and^C#m roses ^C#m7 ^F#mGive me back my father's sh^Bbmoes and let me wa^C#mlk in t^C#m7hose

Verse 4

^DLady lay these boots up^Gon the fire ^Am ^D ^D'Cause lady now I swear ^GI'll never wea^Fr this p^Gair again^D

^DI meant to stand up ^Gstraight and tall, ^Amit never was th^Dat easy ^DNow these soles are stai^Gned from walking on th^Fe dr^Geams of^D better men

Chorus

^F#mSo take these boots that sh^Bbmine like Judas si^C#mlver ^C#m7 ^F#mAnd all these sad reflectio^Bbmns on lost untrav^C#meled ro^C#m7ads

^F#mWhile the rain falls on a f^Bbmield of bones and^C#m roses ^C#m7 ^F#mGive me back my father's sh^Bbmoes and let me wa^C#mlk in t^C#m7hose

Chorus

^F#mSo take these boots that sh^Bbmine like Judas si^C#mlver ^C#m7 ^F#mAnd all these sad reflectio^Bbmns on lost untrav^C#meled ro^C#m7ads

^F#mWhile the rain falls on a f^Bbmield of bones and^C#m roses ^C#m7 ^F#mGive me back my father's sh^Bbmoes and let me wa^C#mlk in t^C#m7hose

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Level 42 - My father shoes