song - barefoot blues

met this renegade of a gypsy she,
got me quite tipsy we,
fooled around in an old hay loft
came too and i had no shoes
but i didnt mind oh i didnt care
i was weightless was light as air
had visions of her flowing hair
dancing around my mind

barefoot i went walking down that long road of hope
no idea where she came from
but i dug the way she spoke and
she did not have to take my shoes now i
got the barefoot blues

two weeks went flashing by
in the blinkin of an eye
no touch between her an i
you know i began to fret
looked for her everywhere was
searchin here an there there
was no sight no sound
like a spirit in the night

but i saw her standin there an
my heart it did explode
she was sellin flowers by the side
of the road an i
had not seen her for two weeks
i'd buy some flowers just to hear her speak

we spoke an she turned red
told her how she'd turned my head
told her how i longed for her
just to feel her touch
she took me by the hand
could this be the promised land?
salvation come at last?
i can now exhale

she stepped up and put her arms around my waist
an i remembered just how she tastes
she said ive been waiting here for you
what took you so long?

well now it's her and i
i know its love don't have to try
it all came naturally and now lifes a hazy daze
an when she looks at me
you know i feel all brave and free
it's like some matinee
and i think im fred astaire

barefoot we go walkin down that long road of hope
no idea where we're going but i
know we'll cope an'
i aint got no barefoot blues now....
she gave me back my shoes