Shoes

There can be but better ways From yesterdays to me Somewhere there are better days For better ways to be Sunny days have funny ways Of quieting the roar Is it still a blessed thing To live and live some more And I'm left with the truth And I'm right in my mind Given some of the time Maybe never So I walk in these shoes When I feel it's the blues If it ain't it will do Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I woke up early one morning Like I'd been under a spell Gazed into the mirrored reflection Said I had to do it or else And I'm left with the truth And I'm right in my mind Given some of the time Maybe never So I walk in these shoes When I feel it's the blues If it ain't it will do Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Ooooooohhh Things are true There can be but better ways From yesterdays to me Somewhere there are better days For better ways to be Sunny days have funny ways Of quieting the roar Is it still a blessed thing To live and live some more And I'm left with the truth And I'm right in my mind Given some of the time Maybe never So I walk in these shoes When I feel it's the blues If it ain't it will do Yeah, Yeah, Yeah