Play your rock n' roll on the stereo, push the cruise control, disappear into the groove
Take the photograph, try to make it last, then the awkward laugh, doesn't make it true
Everyone's got their own set of troubles
Everyone's got their own set of blues
Everyone's got their own set of struggles
Walk a mile in another man's shoes
In her rocking chair, playing with her hair, singing in the air, a midnight tune
She can't fall asleep, heart is on her sleeve, waiting on a call, it never comes through
Everyone's got their own set of troubles
Everyone's got their own set of blues
Everyone's got their own set of struggles
Walk a mile in another man's shoes
If you ain't learned that by now, go ahead and walk another mile
If you ain't learned that by now, go ahead and walk another mile
If you ain't learned that by now, go ahead and walk another mile
If you ain't learned that by now, go ahead and walk another mile
Everyone's got their own set of troubles
Everyone's got their own set of blues
Everyone's got their own set of struggles
Walk a mile in another man's shoes
Everyone's got their own set of troubles
Everyone's got their own set of blues
Everyone's got their own set of struggles
Walk a mile in another man's shoes
Walk a mile in another man's shoes
Walk a mile in another man's shoes