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A Song To Lose Your Shoes To


by Scott A. Nicholson


Oh, where were you, St Francis,

When I strapped the laces on my pair

And stepped outside to start anew

Just to see what lurked out there?

You've got me standin' on my knees,

A'searchin' for a beggar's alms,

From folks who're deaf to all my pleas

And blind to open palms.


I walked on down the boulevard

With arms stretched toward the sun,

[St Francis walkin' next to me]

And watched the shoes march off my feet,

Worn right down to the bone.

[St Francis walkin' next to me]


When all a sudden, down the way,

There was a startlin' noise!

[St Francis walkin' next to me]

Around the bend the judgement day

Completely took me by surprise.

[St Francis walkin' next to me]


And on that day I quit my job

To make a name instead

[St Francis walkin' next to me]

Only to find that in this life

You gotta have some bread.

[St Francis walkin' next to me]


So in my words I penned a poem

With all my heart and hand

[St Francis walkin' next to me]

And sealed it in an envelope

To send it first class to the man.

[St Francis walkin' next to me]


He told me he was deeply sorrowed

But couldn't see it in the press

[St Francis walkin' next to me]

And now I'm right back where I was

With nothing but St Francis

[St Francis walkin' next to me]


Oh, St Francis!

Oh, St Francis, I abide

Oh, St Francis!

Oh, St Francis, you just stay

right by my side


4/3/2010 11:46 pm

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