I would tell you about the things,
They put me through.
The pain I've been subjected
to.
But the Lord himself would blush.
The countless feasts laid at my feet,
Forbidden
fruits for me to eat.
But I think your pulse would start to rush.
Now I'm not looking for
absolution,
Or forgiveness for the things I do.
But before we come to any
conclusions,
Try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.
You'll stumble
in my footsteps.
Keep the same appointments I've kept.
If you try walking in my
shoes.
If you try walking in my shoes.
Morality would frown upon,
And decency
look down upon,
The scapegoat fate's made of me.
But I'll tell you now, my judge and
jurors.
Intentions couldn't have been purer.
My case is easy to see.
I'm not
looking for a clearer conscience.
Peace of mind after what I've been through.
But before
we talk of any repentance,
Try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.
You'll stumble in my footsteps.
Keep the same appointments I've kept.
If you try walking
in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.
Now I'm not
looking for the absolution,
Or forgiveness for the things I do.
But before you come to any
conclusions.
Try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.
You'll stumble
in my footsteps.
Keep the same appointments I've kept.
If you try walking in my
shoes.
You'll stumble in my footsteps.
Keep the same appointments I've kept.
If
you try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.
If you try walking in my shoes.
[Thanks to tatoo_the_earth2000@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
