Lletres: Lyle Lovett. Flyin' Shoes.

Day's full of rain
The sky's coming down again
I get so tired
Of these same old blues

Same old song
And baby it won't be long
'Til I'll be tying on
My flyin' shoes

My flyin' shoes
'Til I'll be tying on
My flyin' shoes

The spring only sighed
The summer had to be satisfied
The fall is a feeling that I
I just can't lose

I'd like to stay
And maybe watch a winter day
And turn the green water
To white and blue

My flyin' shoes
My flyin' shoes
'Til I'll be tying on
My flyin' shoes

The mountain moon
Forever sets too soon
And being alone
Is all the hills can do

Alone and then
Her silver sails again
And they will follow in
Their flyin' shoes

Their flyin' shoes
And they will follow in
In their flyin' shoes

The day's full of rain
The sky's coming down again
And I get so tired
Of these same old blues

Same old song
But baby, it won't be long
'Til I'll be tying on
My flyin' shoes

My flyin' shoes
'Til I'll be tying on
My flyin' shoes