Ain't Got No Sole - David Thomas Broughton

I went down to the swollen river, I had no fear of drowning,

I peeped over the bridges barrier, into swirling chocolate brown,

I slip down the banks so slimy, look how it does eddy,

I grabbed the nearest branch right by me for myself to steady,

Held my head in my two hands, I felt I was now ready,

Had a little clarity pang I lost all my sense of dread,

I have no reason to return.

Submerged in water up to my waist now my mind revolves in my head,

lost my balance my ankle I did twist, my fingers frozen red.

I felt like one of those mental bastards, I lost my shoe.

How I’ve fooled all my associates, how I loved that shoe,

But it has no reason to return.