Barefoot Blues by Akamawa

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'Barefoot Blues'
© Marco Akamawa | AkAMAWA / InsideOut Productions

It's a friday thirteenth
Round eleventh hour
My head's playin' doomsday
My heart skips second beat
I'm on my way to the courthouse
Bad things back from the past
Can't let my head play doomsday no
Or past will win and I won't last
There's a windmill turnin'
Eternal wheels of justice
I'm tired of runnin'
Away from myself
So here I go
Don't know what to do though
Stand tall naked pray and
Sing my barefoot blues

It's noon I'm here in handcuffs
I hear them call my name
I know I'm bright awake
Though dreamin' feels the same
It's time I tell the judge
Bout wrong things I have done
Bout right things that I didn't do
When I had lost and whiskey won
There's a windmill turnin'
Eternal wheels of justice
I'm tired of runnin'
Away from myself
So here I go
Don't know what to do though
Stand tall naked pray and
Sing my barefoot blues

It's done it's over
For good for ever
I sit and sigh and cry a bit
I'm really grateful too
I'm sentenced to life
For good for ever
To keep on walkin'
The way that I now do
There's a windmill turnin'
Eternal wheels of justice
Can't quit now runnin'
Away from myself
So here I go
Don't know what to do though
Stand tall naked pray and
Sing my barefoot blues

There's a windmill turnin'
Eternal wheels of justice
I'm tired of runnin'
Away from myself
So here I go
Don't know what to do though
Stand tall naked pray and
Sing the barefoot blues