Boots of Immigration - Jesse Malin

Snow was falling all night long

like Christmas waiting up

But on this night no was born

No silver spoon or cup

The roses die, the lovers cry

Remember what I told you

Be careful not to sell your soul

To the devil that you know

Come down, like falling rain

Dim the picture

Change the story

Look back, but don’t forsake

Time will follow

Boots of immigration

Up the years, down through time

Spring ahead or fall behind

The blood runs deep, the blood runs cold

Between the chords of rock & roll

I have traveled far and wide

I’ve seen the eyes of death

Something you can’t leave behind

Just something to transcend

Come down, like falling rain

Dim the picture

Change the story

Look back, but don’t forsake

Time will follow

Boots of immigration

Up the years, down through time

Spring ahead or fall behind

The blood runs deep, the blood runs cold

Between the chords of rock & roll

Some have gone, some remain

Some will go against the grain

Let it burn, let it shine

All across the great decline

Boots of immigration

Another nation as it stands

Boots of immigration

Another nation as it stands

Boots of immigration

Another nation as it stands

Boots of immigration