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He had mud his shoes And I wondered why He was singing the blues When the sun was in the sky I wondered where he had been And what all he had seen So many answers could begin Why his shoes were not clean I'm curious to know I'm curious to care But it's difficult to show Through a quizzical stare
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Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 10:33 PM UTC
Mud On His Shoes
He had mud his shoes And I wondered why He was singing the blues When the sun was in the sky I wondered where he had been And what all he had seen So many answers could begin Why his shoes were not clean I'm curious to know I'm curious to care But it's difficult to show Through a quizzical stare
"Momma always says there's an awful lot you could tell about a person by their shoes. Where they're going. Where they've been." -Forrest Gump
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Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 10:33 PM UTC
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