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Well-Heeled Men Lyrics
(with The Supposed)
If you were humble,
Would you say you're bound to die
Most any day?
And hand your silver to the thief,
And share your heart without much grief.
But all you own you could never hold,
And if you bother to count your gold,
You'll die before you reach the end,
And you would be alone again.
Once when you were happy,
Pockets empty, full of holes,
You walked along like a peasant
Without a hat and only my hand to hold.
But now you're heavy with a heart grown cold,
And if you bother to count your gold,
You'll die before you reach the end,
And you would be alone again.
Silver and gold are shining from him.
Listen to the steps of the well-heeled men.
Silver and gold are shining from them.
Too heavy laden, their love has worn thin.
You like to count your numbers.
You like a life of luxury.
Have someone to embrace your folks
And carry on your progeny.
But this dream is getting old,
And if you bother to count your gold,
You'll die before you reach the end,
And you would be alone again.
Silver and gold are shining from him.
Listen to the steps of the well-heeled men.
Silver and gold are shining from them.
Too heavy laden, their love has worn thin.
If you were humble,
Would you say you're bound to die
Most any day?
And would you hand your silver to the thief,
And share your heart without much grief?
But all you own you could never hold,
And if you bother to count your gold,
You'll die before you reach the end,
And you would be alone my friend.
Silver and gold are shining from him.
Listen to the steps of the well-heeled men.
Silver and gold are shining from them.
Silver and gold, silver and gold,
Silver and gold are shining from them.
Too heavy laden, their love has worn thin.
Too heavy laden, their love has worn thin.
Would you say you're bound to die
Most any day?
And share your heart without much grief.
And if you bother to count your gold,
You'll die before you reach the end,
And you would be alone again.
Pockets empty, full of holes,
You walked along like a peasant
Without a hat and only my hand to hold.
And if you bother to count your gold,
You'll die before you reach the end,
And you would be alone again.
Listen to the steps of the well-heeled men.
Silver and gold are shining from them.
Too heavy laden, their love has worn thin.
You like a life of luxury.
Have someone to embrace your folks
And carry on your progeny.
And if you bother to count your gold,
You'll die before you reach the end,
And you would be alone again.
Listen to the steps of the well-heeled men.
Silver and gold are shining from them.
Too heavy laden, their love has worn thin.
Would you say you're bound to die
Most any day?
And share your heart without much grief?
And if you bother to count your gold,
You'll die before you reach the end,
And you would be alone my friend.
Listen to the steps of the well-heeled men.
Silver and gold are shining from them.
Silver and gold are shining from them.
Too heavy laden, their love has worn thin.
Too heavy laden, their love has worn thin.
Song Info
Submitted by
periodix On Jan 04, 2008
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It's a shame that the lyrics for this album aren't widely available. I'm working on trying to piece together the lyrics for a few of the other songs. The above is my best interpretation based on the original and a live version I found.
I really love this album, and many of the stripped-down live versions Foster does are even better than the originals, including this song.
I'm also not sure if the line "Have someone to embrace your folks" is correct, or if it should be "your faults" or something else instead. I went with "folks" because both versions have more of a 'k' sound at the end of the line, but I might be wrong.