My Soul Is Tired
Actually, daddy got a new pair of shoes and this is the old pair. As you can see, they were starting to get a bit worn. Or, as Larry Norman said in that song, “my souls half worn and my tongue hung about, and with the broken laces I was trippin’ out.” I don’t know how many pairs of laces I went through with those shoes. I paid $25 for them over seven years ago, though, so I think I’ve gotten my money’s worth.