"Thirsty Boots," by Eric Anderson, performed by Kirobaito

MUSIC: A young musician in 2006 sings a forty-year-old song of gratitude for the civil rights protestors of the 1960s. "Thirsty Boots," by Eric Anderson, performed by Kirobaito on YouTube.
Lyrics:
You've long been on the open road,you've been sleepin' in the rain.From dirty words, and muddy cellsyour clothes are soiled and stained.But the dirty words, and the mud of cells,will soon be judged insane,So only stop and rest yourself,and you'll be off again.Oh, take off your thirsty boots and stay for a whileYour feet are hot and weary from a dusty mileAnd maybe I can make you laugh, and maybe I can tryJust lookin' for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eyesThen tell me of the ones you saw as far as you can see,across the plains from field to town marchin' to be freeAnd of the rusted prison gates that tumble by degreeLike laughing children one by one they look like you and meOh take off your thirsty boots and stay for a whileYour feet are hot and weary from a dusty mileAnd maybe I can make you laughand maybe I can tryJust lookin' for the evenin' and the mornin' in your eyesI know you are no stranger down the crooked rainbow trailfrom dancing cliff edge shattered sills to slander shackled jailswhere the voices drift up from below as walls are being scaledyes all of this and more my friendyour song shall not be failedOh take off your thirsty boots and stay for a whileYour feet are hot and weary from a dusty mileAnd maybe I can make you laughAnd maybe I can tryJust lookin' for the evenin'And the mornin' in your eyes.