Another Man’s Shoes

Play your rock n' roll on the stereo, push the cruise control, disappear into the groove
Take the photograph, try to make it last, then the awkward laugh, doesn't make it true

Everyone's got their own set of troubles
Everyone's got their own set of blues
Everyone's got their own set of struggles
Walk a mile in another man's shoes

In her rocking chair, playing with her hair, singing in the air, a midnight tune
She can't fall asleep, heart is on her sleeve, waiting on a call, it never comes through

Everyone's got their own set of troubles
Everyone's got their own set of blues
Everyone's got their own set of struggles
Walk a mile in another man's shoes

If you ain't learned that by now
Go ahead and walk another mile
If you ain't learned that by now
Go ahead and walk another mile
If you ain't learned that by now
Go ahead and walk another mile
If you ain't learned that by now
Go ahead and walk another mile

Everyone's got their own set of troubles
Everyone's got their own set of blues
Everyone's got their own set of struggles
Walk a mile in another man's shoes