And it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still And I won't drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in Oh, it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still No, I won't drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in Have you been wearing holes

Stomp your hands Clap your feet To the beat Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh) Woo-woo yeah Turn it up until it bangs your head Tear it down now mother don't play dead

When your long day is over And you can barely drag your feet The weight of the world Is on your shoulders I know what you need Bring it on home to me You've got someone here Wants to make it all right

Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Down on the corner, out in the street Down on the corner, out in the street, Early in the evenin' just about supper time, Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on

Singin' hi, singin' hi, Ev'ry day I'm gonna strut that stuff. When the music's loud I can't get enough. Come on feet, teach yourself to move. People shuff'lin' up and down again. Unhappy faces ain't gonna get you in. Come on people, teach yourself to

You gotta stop foolin' around, Keep your feet on the ground, little girl, And starlight will shine all around, little girl. I want you, yes, I do, I need you, yes, I do. And then you run. You had me all the summer long, little girl. Starlight, I hear you

And everybody's screamin' out yeah, yeah, yeah And everybody's singing out yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause we're all stars tonight Get on your feet if it feels good If it feels right So sing it out yeah, yeah, yeah Girls in their heels and a skinny pair of blue

I would rather to be buried In some cypress grove Six feet in the clay I will drink muddy water I'm gonna sing this song Have a contrary woman Lord, that I can't control And when yo' knee-bones get shaky Honey, and your blood run cold

Take a chance and don't think twice Life's a gamble, roll the dice Grab the wheel and don't look back Every day could be your last You want to be the king When I tell you jump, jump with me, get off your feet You want to live free This is your wake up

Night time prime time Feet after feet mile after mile The sky is on fire burning black gold Eyes of the west turn to east Driven by greed and an urge to destroy Merciless killing your own Slave to the power a slave to the gold Ruthlessly ruling the east