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Americký písničkář pocházející z Nového Mexika (nar. 1943), vl. jm. Henry John Deutschendorf. Hudebně čerpá především z folku a country. Výrazný autor balad.
Po odchodu do L.A. se v roce 1965 přidává ke skupině The Chad Mitchell Trio. Po...
Píseň: Thirsty Boots
- Interpret:
- John Denver
- Album:
- I Want To Live
You've long been on the open road You've been sleeping in the rain From dirty words and muddy cells Your clothes are soiled and stained But the dirty words and the muddy cells Will soon be judged insane So only stop and rest yourself And you'll be off again Oh, take off your thirsty boots And stay for awhile Your feet are hot and weary From a dusty mile And maybe I can make you laugh And maybe I can try I'm looking for the evening And the morning in your eyes Then tell me of the ones you saw As far as you could see Across the plains from field to town Marching to be free And of the rusted prison gates That tumble by debris Like laughing children one by one They look like you and me So, take off your thirsty boots And stay for awhile Your feet are hot and weary From a dusty mile And maybe I can make you laugh And maybe I can try Looking for the evening And the morning in your eyes I know you are no stranger Down crooked rainbow trails From dancing cliffhead Scattered sills To slander shackled jails Where the voices drift up from below His walls are being scaled Yes all of this, and more my friend Your song shall not be failed Oh, take off your thirsty boots And stay for awhile Your feet are hot and weary From a dusty mile And maybe I can make you laugh And maybe I can try Looking for the evening And the morning in your eyes Oh, take off your thirsty boots And stay for awhile Your feet are hot and weary From a dusty mile And maybe I can make you laugh And maybe I can try Looking for the evening And the morning in your eyes