This is a rough demo I recently completed, an enjoyable co-write with Robby and Cindy...apologies for some of my vocal work as it's range is pushing my abilities some...I also had a torn tendon in my left fingering elbow...:-)
Sittin' on a bench at a park across town
Watchin' my children on the merry go round
Old man walked up beside me took a seat
I could tell from his clothes he lived on the street
I smiled shook his hand said “how ya doin” friend
saw pain in his eyes, he looked around then down again,
(Chorus)
He said,
In my shoes is a hard place to be,
In my shoes there’s no guarantees People stare while judging me Never thought this is where I’d be And I thank God for lovin’ this old fool Cuz’here I am, , in my shoes I was just like you until I lost control Old number 7 got a hold of my soul I had two little kids and a lovin wife I lost my home, my job, my picture perfect life If there’s anything friend you can learn from me Put your faith in God, and hold on to your family (Chorus) Cuz’, In my shoes is a hard place to be, In my shoes there’s no guarantees People stare while judging me Never thought this is where I’d be But I thank God for lovin’ this old fool Cuz’ He’s right here… walkin', in my shoes Modified bridge: I often think back to that day I didn’t even ask the old man’s name As these words rolled through my mind again…. (Chorus) In my shoes is a hard place to be, In my shoes there’s no guarantees People stare while judging me Never thought this is where I’d be But I thank God for lovin’ this old fool Cuz’ He’s right here … walkin', in my shoes Improv: in my shoes...Yeah, I pray God is always with me, In my shoes End Tag: Sittin' on a bench at a park across town