Theres dust on my boots and a four day growth on my chin
a sink full of dishes, looks like the rains settin in
these days spent in hiding, with rain coming down on my roof
well I'm going nowhere, just gatering dust on my boots
Out here on the outskirts, this old caravan is my home
the tyres are flat, nowhers a place that I'm going
I can't see a future, just visit these meories of you
well I'm going nowhere, just gathering dust on my boots
I woke up this morning, wearin yesterdays blues
theres no gettin over, what I'm going through
my friends try to tell me, I've gotta start living again
but I'm going nowhere, gathering dust on my boots
I wake up each morning, wearing yesterdays blues
theres no getting over, what I'm going through
so don't try and tell me, I've gotta start living again
cause I'm still doing time, gathering dust on my boots
yeah I'm going nowhere, gathering dust on my boots
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