Too Worn Shoes

The picture of Bob Weir is coincidence.

Too Worn Shoes

They ask me what it feel’t like,
  I tol’ ‘em it was like putttin’ on
A pair a old time too worn shoes,
  Shoes I couldn’t walk a mile in, anymore,
Like old slippers,
  They feel’t good

But instead of forward, they walked me back,
  Shoes got new again, walkin’ back,
Song on the guitar,
  The pick moved my hand,
Was a new pick, was a new guitar,
  Same ol’ song

Can’t play today that long gone song,
  Too many years, too much gone wrong,
The day he died they cut the tour,
  Now we don’t roam much anymore

Was he with us? I don’t know,
  Seemed I felt a warming glow,
(or)
To say he was with us, again,
  Wasn’t really true

At the end I held my lighter
  High to the sky,
Audience shined their
  Cell phones at me

Suppose I go, the song will to,
  Don’t know there’s else that I can do,
Still, it felt good,
  & sure I would