A Protest Song Gem

[00:00:09] You've long been on the open road. You've been sleeping in the rain. [00:00:16] From dirty words and muddy cells. Your clothes are torn and stained. [00:00:22] But the dirty words from muddy cells will soon be hidden shame. [00:00:29] Soon stop to and you'll be off again. [00:00:37] So take all your thirsty boots and stay for a while. [00:00:44] Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile. [00:00:50] And maybe I can make you laugh and maybe I can try. [00:00:58] I'm just looking for the morning. [00:01:06] And in your eyes. [00:01:13] So tell me of the ones you saw as far as you could see across the plains from field to town just a marching to be free. [00:01:27] And of the rusted prison gates that tumble by degree like laughing children. And one by one they look like you and me. [00:01:42] So take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while. [00:01:49] Your feet are hug from a dusty mile. [00:01:55] And maybe I can make you laugh and maybe I can try. [00:02:03] Just looking for the evening. [00:02:11] Then in your eyes. [00:02:18] I know you are no stranger. Down the crooked rainbow trails from dancing cliff edge shattered sills to slender shackled jails. But the voices swooped up from below as the walls lur scale you saw more. My friend, your song shall not be filled. [00:02:46] So take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while. [00:02:53] Your feet are hot and weary Come a dusty mile and maybe I can make you laugh. [00:03:04] Maybe I can smile. [00:03:08] I'm just looking for the ra.