Blitzen Trapper Stolen Shoes And A Rifle Lyrics

Stolen Shoes And A Rifle Lyrics

Weather is like feathers on fire

Grounds like a sound in my feet

I
can’t stop my shaking I’ve been traveling so low

And the shoes I’ve been
wearing, well they’re long and somewhat slow

And a giant waking bird
shakes the trees above my head

Stolen shoes and a rifle I just can’t seem
to stay dead

Oh the stones won’t be lonely this year is gone

My
lover she’s got brothers down in matches

They worship at the foot of the
king

My trails been cold for days but I hear them all the same

Scattered out like wildfire on the plain

And the giant waking bird
shakes the trees above my head

Stolen shoes and a rifle I just can’t seem
to stay dead 

Oh the stones won’t be lonely this year is gone

Weather is like feathers on fire