The New Soft Shoe

Gram Parsons

It was forty or fifty years ago

A big shot played with time

Mister Walker held the door

And both kept Cord and line

Watched and checked on every single day

Building his own special cars

His very special way



Ooh! The new soft shoe

Ooh! The new soft shoe



And then walking through a southern road

I saw a shoeshine stand

A man was talking to a crowd

Holding slippers in his hands

Don't you know the same thing happens

Each and every day?

Did you ever hear a song

That's hard to even play?



Ooh! The new soft shoe

Ooh! The new soft shoe



Guitar solo



Fiddle solo



Then a color TV broadcast

Snuck from New Orleans

Showed me one more man who spoke

and wore bright blue and green

When you saw him talk his way

Was when he showed his claws

And spoke to people every day

Just to get applause



Ooh! The new soft shoe

Ooh! The new soft shoe