Jesus Sandals Songtext
von Bobby Bare, Jr.

My Jesus sandals are missing
I think I left them at the back of the stage
With the angry divorcee
Who was trying to help me get away

They were like sleds made of gentle leather
They would always carry me safely through

I don′t wanna put back on my boots
I don't wanna, but I′m gonna put on my boots


And this really is no hoax
My toenails are buried and not breathing
Bending, yellow, and coarse

I don't wanna put back on my boots
I don't wanna, but I′m gonna put on my boots

My Jesus sandals are missing
And what am I supposed to do?
A guru with no sandals
Stuck in Houston talking to you