(Tempo: slow, picked) Theres dust on my boots and a four day growth on my chin a sink full of dishes, looks like the rains settin in these days spent in hiding, with rain coming down on my roof well I'm going nowhere, just gatering dust on my boots Out here on the outskirts, this old caravan is my home the tyres are flat, nowhers a place that I'm going I can't see a future, just visit these meories of you well I'm going nowhere, just gathering dust on my boots I woke up this morning, wearin yesterdays blues theres no gettin over, what I'm going through my friends try to tell me, I've gotta start living again but I'm going nowhere, gathering dust on my boots (instrumental over ) I wake up each morning, wearing yesterdays blues theres no getting over, what I'm going through so don't try and tell me, I've gotta start living again cause I'm still doing time, gathering dust on my boots yeah I'm going nowhere, gathering dust on my boots note: this is my own interpritation of this song Worked out by Jas for private use only! www.geocities.com/gondwanna_country
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