Put On Your Own Brown Shoes

Put on your old brown shoes
Right on your feet
Time to move on, get away
You know you did your dues
Did all you could
Time to move on, no more to say

You and me, weґRe helpless canґT you see
WeґVe got to get away, get away
Got to move on
Till the madness around is gone
And the rest of our lives weґLl be free

Kick out the morning blues
Who needs A job
Who needs pain and oppression
You know it canґT be beat
Stand on your own two feet
Goodbye rain and depression

You and me, helpless canґT you see
WeґVe got to get away, get away
Got to move on, catch the next train
And weґLl be gone
And the rest of our lives weґLl be free

Get your blue jeans right on, babe
Get your blue jeans right on, babe...

You know A friend is A friend
You donґT leave him in trouble
He got A little drunk, so now heґS seeing double
DonґT you see him there yeah lying in the rubble
But you have to lend A hand
ҐCause you know heґS on the level

You and me, weґRe helpless canґT you see
WeґVe got to get away, get away
Got to move on, catch the next train
And weґLl be gone
And the rest of our lives weґLl be free