Paroles de As i came of age

Sorting through my things
See what i can find
Picking through the past
See what's left behind

Multicolored sweaters
That moths have eaten holes
A pair of braided mocassins
With worn out soles

Boots were made for walking
Winds were blowing change
Boys fall in the jungle
As i came of age

Black and white tv
With a broken twelve inch screen
Dylan's highway 61
And jackie's love machine

Boots were made for walking
Winds were blowing change
Boys fall in the jungle
As i came of age

I reread your letters
And again i cry great tears
Light comes to the surface
Even after all these years

Oh, boots were made for walking
Winds were blowing change
Boys fall in the jungle
As i came of age

As i came of age
As i came of age
As i came of age
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