I would tell you about the things,
They put me through.
The pain I´ve been subjected to.
But the Lord himself would blush.
The countless feasts laid at my feet,
Forbidden fruits for me to eat.
But I think your pulse would start to rush.
Now I´m not looking for absolution,
Or forgiveness for the things I do.
But before we come to any conclusions,
Try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.

You´ll stumble in my footsteps.
Keep the same appointments I´ve kept.
If you try walking in my shoes.
If you try walking in my shoes.

Morality would frown upon,
And decency look down upon,
The scapegoat fate´s made of me.
But I´ll tell you now, my judge and jurors.
Intentions couldn´t have been purer.
My case is easy to see.

I´m not looking for a clearer conscience.
Peace of mind after what I´ve been through.
But before we talk of any repentance,
Try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.

You´ll stumble in my footsteps.
Keep the same appointments I´ve kept.
If you try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.

Now I´m not looking for the absolution,
Or forgiveness for the things I do.
But before you come to any conclusions.
Try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.

You´ll stumble in my footsteps.
Keep the same appointments I´ve kept.
If you try walking in my shoes.

You´ll stumble in my footsteps.
Keep the same appointments I´ve kept.
If you try walking in my shoes.
Try walking in my shoes.
If you try walking in my shoes