Old Boots and Tattered Rags Lyrics

Looking out from here I wonder what to do

And so I turn to you my good friend

What would you recommend?

But then I realise that you're no longer here

You went out there to fight with the other men

So you likely died

I'll wait until it's dark

And then go walking down the road

Some old boots and tattered rags

To hide my fine silk, jewels and gold

The palace isn't far, just a few days walk away

And when I step out into court

The king will surely welcome me

Avoiding the faces as they go past on the road

But then a group surrounds me

And without a word knock me out cold

When I come around, I find they've stripped me bare

Just these old boots and tattered rags

Are all they spared

And now I'm just a man

Walking up and down the road

These old boots and tattered rags

My sole possessions in the world

And now I see the world from another point of view

When I see the people smilin'

I don't know what to do