Old Cliches

These soles on my shoes are wearing pretty thin

I don't like half the places, well they've carried me in

I hate to say it, looks like I've got two soles to change

I'd love to wear these shoes for the rest of my days

Your bridge, on the one side babe there's a fire starting to burn

Old cliches from older days, still yet how we never learn

I hate to say it, look like that fire done gone out of control

Lucky for both of us, I spend my day in a swimming hole

It's a perfect day don't waste it

There ain't no other way to take it