The Ballad of Barnaby's Boots

[Verse 1] Well, I bought me some boots from a travellin' man Who swore they were the best in the land He said, "Son, these boots have a magical knack, For findin' the trail that you can't find back." The leather was scuffed, and the laces were frayed, But I paid him two dollars and the bargain was made. [Chorus] Oh, the left boot wanders, the right boot strays, Followin' the sun on the hazies of days. They'll lead you to trouble or lead you to glory, That's the end of the map and the start of the story! Hey! Ho! Where we go, nobody knows! [Verse 2] The first step I took, I was down by the creek, The second one led me to the top of the peak. I stumbled on a hollow where a old dragon slept, And I tiptoed right out 'fore a single tear was wept. I danced with a badger, I sang with a crow, I learned all the verses that the wild wind does blow. [Chorus] Oh, the left boot wanders, the right boot strays, Followin' the sun on the hazies of days. They'll lead you to trouble or lead you to glory, That's the end of the map and the start of the story! Hey! Ho! Where we go, nobody knows! [Bridge] Now, some folks they travel with a compass in hand, And they follow a line that is straight 'cross the land. But my boots, they prefer a more wiggly design, Through the brambles and thickets and the low-hanging vine. They ain't meant for speed, and they ain't meant for style, But they'll have you home grinnin' after every long mile. [Verse 3] They led me one evenin' to a gypsy campfire, Where the flames leapt like dancers, goin' higher and higher. We feasted on stew made of moonlight and dreams, And the river nearby sang in silvery streams. I woke the next mornin' right back in my yard, With my pockets full of pebbles and my soul good and hard. [Chorus] Oh, the left boot wanders, the right boot strays, Followin' the sun on the hazies of days. They'll lead you to trouble or lead you to glory, That's the end of the map and the start of the story! Hey! Ho! Where we go, nobody knows! [Outro] So if you see me a-walkin', don't you ask for my route... Just listen for the happy, happy clomp of my boots... (Clomp, clomp... clomp, clomp...) Hey! Ho! (Clomp, clomp... clomp...)