TRACK TALK #302 Thirsty Boots

THIRSTY BOOTS
ALBUM : The Bootleg Series Vol.10 (2013)
Recorded : 4 Mars 1970
Released : Avril 2013 (Disquaire Day)

Une chanson d'Eric Andersen datant de 1966 et reprise par Dylan durant les sessions de "New Morning", en 1970.
Elle refait surface en 45 tours limité lors du Disquaire Day 2013 puis sur la compilation "Another Self Portrait".
Il existe également des versions du Kingston Trio, de Judy Collins et John Denver.

Aucune performance live.



Lyrics
You've long been on
the open road,
sleepin' in the rain
From dirty words
and muddy cells,
your clothes
are smeared and stained
But the dirty words and muddy cells
will soon be judged insane
So only stop to rest yourself
til you are off again

And take off
your thirsty boots and stay
for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
from a dusty mile
And maybe I can
make you laugh, maybe I can try
I'm just lookin' for the evening
The morning in your eyes

But tell me of the ones you saw
as far as you could see
Across the plain from fields
to town a-marchin' to be free
And of the rusted prison gates
that tumbled by decree
Like laughin' children one by one
They looked like you and me

So take off
your thirsty boots and stay
for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
from a dusty mile
And maybe I can
make you laugh, maybe I can try
I'm just lookin' for the evening
and the morning in your eyes

I know you are no stranger down
the crooked rainbow trails
From dancing cliff-edged
shattered sills of slander
shackled jails
For the voices drift up from
below as the walls are being scaled
Yes, all of this and more, my friends
your song shall not be failed

So take off
your thirsty boots and stay
for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
from a dusty mile
And maybe I can
make you laugh, maybe I can try
I'm just lookin' for the evening
the morning in your eyes

Yes, you've long been on
the open road,
just sleepin' in the rain
From dirty words
and muddy cells,
your clothes
are smeared and stained
But the dirty words and muddy
cells will soon
be hid in shame
So only stop to rest yourself
til you'll be off again

So take off
your thirsty boots and stay
for a while
Your feet are hot and weary
from a dusty mile
And maybe I can
make you laugh, maybe I can try
I'm just lookin' for the evening
the morning in your eyes

L'originale, par Eric Andersen :