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