Sting – Dead Mans Boots (Guitar Live)

F                        C
You see these work boots in my hands, they'll probably fit you now my son

Bb         C         Dm        Gm  Gm7           C7
Take them, they're a gift from me, why don't you try them on?

F                        C
It would do your old man good to see you walking in these boots one day

Bb            C      Dm       Gm      C7   C        F
And take your place among the men who work upon the slipway

      C                   F
These dead man's boots, though they're old and curled

       Bb                       F
When a feller needs a job and a place in the world

Bb                  C      Dm       Gm (Let it ring)
And it's time for a man to put down roots

    C7                       C
And walk to the river in his old man's boots

F                             C
He said, "I'm nearly done and asking this, that you do one final thing for me

       Bb     C     Dm     Gm        Gm7                 C
You're barely but a sapling, and you think that you're a tree

F                             C
If you need a seed to prosper, you must first put down some roots

     Bb       C        Dm   Gm        C          F
Just one foot then the other in these dead man's boots"

      C                  F
These dead man's boots know their way down the hill

           Bb                             F
They could walk there themselves and they probably will

          Bb            C        Dm        Gm
There's a place for you there to sink your roots

           C7                       C
And take a walk to the river in his old man's boots

        Bb                       F            Gm             C
I said, "Why in the hell would I do that? And why would I agree?"

         Bb       C        Dm    Gm         Gm7        C7
When his hand was all that I'd received, as far as I remember

     Bb                     F           Gm                      C
It's not as if he'd spoiled me with his kindness up to then you see

        Bb       C           Dm        Gm           C           F
I'd a plan of me own and I'd quit this place when I came of age September

      C                  F
These dead man's boots know their way down the hill

           Bb                             F
They could walk there themselves and they probably will

    Bb        C            Dm           Gm
I'd plenty of choices, and plenty other routes

         C7                            C
And he'd never see me walking in these dead man's boots

Bb                     F          Gm                       C
What was it made him think I'd be happy ending up like him?

          Bb     C       Dm           Gm         Gm7                 C7
When he'd hardly got two half pennies left, or a broken pot to piss in

Bb                            F       Gm             C
He wanted this same thing for me, was that his final wish?

         Bb        C            Dm       Gm   C (Root note)
He said, "What the hell are you going to do?"

F
(Listen to the song to know where to play it)

      C                           F
These dead man's boots know their way down the hill

         Bb                             F
They can walk there themselves and they most likely will

         Bb                             F
But they won't walk with me because I'm off the other way

     Bb                              F
I've had it up to here, I'm going to have my say

     Bb                          F
When all you've got left is that cross on the wall

       Bb                       F
I want nothing from you, I want nothing at all

      Gm                                F
Not a pension nor a pittance, when your whole life is through

    Bb                          C
Get this through your head, I'm nothing like you

    Bb                                    Bb             Gm (Let ring)
I'm done with all the arguments, there'll be no more dispute

            C                             Ab   Gm    F (Rings until finishes)
And you'll die before you see me in your dead man's boots