Lyrics

The Red Shoes

I want you to wear the red shoes tonight for the trip into town
when we stop in to the cantina to check out the house band's sound
I'm asking right now for a dance with you when the band plays the Laredo Blues
we always move perfectly dancing to sad songs on nights when you wear the red shoes

the red shoes, the red shoes

the Taxcoco silver chain on you chest has gotten your foot through some doors
and the portrait of Elvis, tattooed on your pelvis is the Old Towns' tour de'force
did I tell you I felt a chill down my spine I telephoned and you accused
when all I was wanting was to say I love you and ask you to wear the red shoes

the red shoes, the red shoes the red shoes

the Boulevard air is pierced by a trumpet played by a ragged old man
and the rain is falling we're dressed to the nines, we step down the street holding hands
your mascara's running, you laugh like it's funny, it's something you never use
and the lights from a streetlamp, sparkle on water you splash through in your red shoes

don't step softly don't drag your feet
I like the sound of leather soles slapping on stone streets

let's leave the bad days behind us, these memories will crumble to dust
and feel the wind blowing rain through the window tonight in our bed across us
the past isn't painful except for a memory of a love you lose
if you want to hear all the reasons I love you, put on the red shoes

the red shoes, the red shoes the red shoes