Walk a Mile in My Shoes (2-19-70 MS) Songtext
von Elvis Presley
Walk a Mile in My Shoes (2-19-70 MS) Songtext
If I could be you, if you could be me
For just one hour, if we could find a way
To get inside each other′s mind
If you could see you through my eyes
Instead your own ego I believe you'd be
I believe you′d be surprised to see
That you've been blind
Walk a mile in my shoes
Just walk a mile in my shoes
Before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Then walk a mile in my shoes
Now if we spend the day
Throwin' stones at one another
′Cause I don′t think, 'cause I don′t think
Or wear my hair the same way you do
Well, I may be common people
But I'm your brother
And when you strike out
You′re tryin' to hurt me
It′s hurtin' you, Lord how mercy
Walk a mile in my shoes
Just walk a mile in my shoes
Before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Then walk a mile in my shoes
Now there are people on reservations
And out in the ghetto
And brother there, but, for the grace of God
Go you and I,
If I only had wings of a little angel
Don't you know, I′d fly
To the top of a mountain
And then I′d cry, cry, cry
Walk a mile in my shoes
Just walk a mile in my shoes
Before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Then walk a mile in my shoes
Walk a mile in my shoes
Just walk a mile in my shoes
Before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Then walk a mile in my shoes
For just one hour, if we could find a way
To get inside each other′s mind
If you could see you through my eyes
Instead your own ego I believe you'd be
I believe you′d be surprised to see
That you've been blind
Walk a mile in my shoes
Just walk a mile in my shoes
Before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Then walk a mile in my shoes
Now if we spend the day
Throwin' stones at one another
′Cause I don′t think, 'cause I don′t think
Or wear my hair the same way you do
Well, I may be common people
But I'm your brother
And when you strike out
You′re tryin' to hurt me
It′s hurtin' you, Lord how mercy
Walk a mile in my shoes
Just walk a mile in my shoes
Before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Then walk a mile in my shoes
Now there are people on reservations
And out in the ghetto
And brother there, but, for the grace of God
Go you and I,
If I only had wings of a little angel
Don't you know, I′d fly
To the top of a mountain
And then I′d cry, cry, cry
Walk a mile in my shoes
Just walk a mile in my shoes
Before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Then walk a mile in my shoes
Walk a mile in my shoes
Just walk a mile in my shoes
Before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Then walk a mile in my shoes
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