Verse 1:
Long time ago when I was young
I bought a guitar in the little shop in town
and I went home and practiced every day
and not before too long i started writing songs that I would play
Chorus 1:
Everyone who heard my songs
told me that it wouldn t be too long
before I would be a famous music writer
And every night I sat alone
Listening to the radio
And then I thought soon it will be my turn
Verse 2:
Each night when folks came to my place
I picked my guitar up and played the songs I ve made
I was told I d be a millionaire
And when they heard my songs they said it won t be too long until you re there
Chorus 2:
Worn out shoes still got the blues
Every day now is a fight I lose
I guess I turned out to be a lousy fighter
When I came to this big town
All important people put me down
And I was told I m a no good writer
Bridge:
All the letters that I write to my folks are full of lies
when I m writing about the fortune that I made
When I left my mama said silly boy don t lose your head
now I m wishing by my god that I had stayed
Verse 3:
Longtime ago when I was young
I bought a guitar in the little shop in town
and when I touch its old and tired strings
It sounds so sad and wrong just like the lonely songs I always sing
Chorus 3:
Worn out shoes still got the blues
Every day now is a fight I lose
I guess I turn out to be a lousy fighter
When I came to this big town
All important people put me down
And I was told I m a no good writer
Worn out shoes still got the blues...
