Red Shoes Blues

A purple mornin’ sneaking through yellow window shades
Casting crazy shadows cross all night café
Empty pack of cigarettes, jukebox full of blues
As I recall my darlin, you was pretty as red shoes

Waitresses and truckers they laugh and carry on
Talking bout them good old days and wonderin where they gone
Policemen sippin’ coffee and checking me for clues
As I recall my darling, you was pretty as red shoes

Chorus:
Going places one must go, doing things that one must do
Learning all that one must know can cost you a love so true
Some call it holy madness, others call it paying dues
I just called to tell you you’re pretty as red shoes

I keep a snapshot in my pocket of you standing in the rain
Wearing the silver locket I brought you back from Spain
There’s Greyhounds at the station, headin any way I choose
As I recall my darling you was pretty as red shoes

Chorus:
Going places one must go, doing things that one must do
Learning all that one must know can cost you a love so true
Some call it holy madness, others call it paying dues
I just called to tell you you’re pretty as red shoes

I just bummed a dime, drank too much wine and called to tell you, you’re pretty as Judy Garland’s shoes