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You see work boots in my hands, they'll probably fit ye now my son,
Take them, they're a gift from me, why you try them on?
It do your old man good to see you walking in these boots one day,
And take your among the men who work upon the slipway.

These dead boots, though they're old and curled,
When a feller a job and a place in the world,
And it's for a man to put down roots,
And walk to the river in his old boots.

He said, "I'm nearly done and asking this, ye do one final thing for me!
You're but a sapling, and you think that you're a tree.
If ye need a seed to prosper, ye must put down some roots.
Just one foot then the other in dead man's boots."

These dead man's boots know their way the hill,
They could walk there themselves, and they will.
a place for ye there to sink your roots,
And a walk down the river in these dead man's boots.

I said, "Why in the Hell would I do And why would I agree?"
his hand was all that I'd received, as far as I remember.
It's not as if he'd spoiled me with his up to then ye see.
I'd a plan of me own and I'd quit place when I came of age September.

dead man's boots know their way down the hill,
They can walk themselves, and they probably will.
I'd plenty of choices, and plenty routes,
And he'd never see me walking in these dead boots.

was it made him think I'd be happy ending up like him?
When he'd hardly got two halfpennies left, or a pot to piss in.
He wanted this same for me, was that his final wish?
He said, "What the are ye gonna do?"
I said, "Anything but this!"

These dead man's boots know way down the hill,
They can walk there themselves and they likely will.
But they won't walk with me 'cos I'm off the way,
I've had it up to here, I'm gonna my say.
When all ye've got left is cross on the wall?
I want nothing from you, I nothing at all.
Not a pension, nor a pittance, when your life is through,
Get through your head, I'm nothing like you,
I'm with all the arguments, there'll be no more dispute,
And ye'll die before ye see me in your dead boots.