The New Soft Shoe Songtext

von Gram Parsons

It was forty or fifty years agoA big shot played with timeMister Walker held the doorAnd both kept Cord and lineWatched and checked on every single dayBuilding his own special carsHis very special wayOoh! The new soft shoeOoh! The new soft shoeAnd then walking through a southern roadI saw a shoeshine standA man was talking to a crowdHolding slippers in his handsDon't you know the same thing happensEach and every day?Did you ever hear a songThat's hard to even play?Ooh! The new soft shoeOoh! The new soft shoeThen a color TV broadcastSnuck from New OrleansShowed me one more man who spokeand wore bright blue and greenWhen you saw him talk his wayWas when he showed his clawsAnd spoke to people every dayJust to get applauseOoh! The new soft shoeOoh! The new soft shoe .....