In His Shoes by The Screaming Tribesmen Lyrics
[Chorus]
If you were in his shoes
If you were born to lose
If you were in his shoes
If you, if you had his blues
[Verse 1]
It's the 4th of July and he's sitting at home
No one to talk to
He sits on his own waiting for the phone
Or something to do
Or a lover who has just past this way
On a beautiful bright long summer day
What would you do?
[Chorus]
If you were in his shoes
If you were born to lose
If you were in his shoes
If you, if you had his blues
[Verse 2]
There's a girl downstairs tossing out her cares
And past testimonies
She won't go outside she'd rather stay and hide
Along with her memories
She's just doing her thing so let her sing
She could have been the queen
He could have been the king
What would you do?
[Chorus]
If you were in his shoes
If you were born to lose
If you were in his shoes
Then you, you'd be excused
[Chorus]
If you were in his shoes
If you were born to lose
If you were in his shoes
Then you, you'd be excused
If you were in his shoes
If you were born to lose
If you were in his shoes
If you, if you had his blues
[Verse 1]
It's the 4th of July and he's sitting at home
No one to talk to
He sits on his own waiting for the phone
Or something to do
Or a lover who has just past this way
On a beautiful bright long summer day
What would you do?
[Chorus]
If you were in his shoes
If you were born to lose
If you were in his shoes
If you, if you had his blues
[Verse 2]
There's a girl downstairs tossing out her cares
And past testimonies
She won't go outside she'd rather stay and hide
Along with her memories
She's just doing her thing so let her sing
She could have been the queen
He could have been the king
What would you do?
[Chorus]
If you were in his shoes
If you were born to lose
If you were in his shoes
Then you, you'd be excused
[Chorus]
If you were in his shoes
If you were born to lose
If you were in his shoes
Then you, you'd be excused