Who's gonna fill their shoes
Who's gonna stand that tall
Well Ol' Possum asked the question
Who's gonna fill their shoes
Stand tall in the circle
Sing their heart out for you
Who's gonna keep alive tradition
Once it's all dead and gone
I don't know if I could wear 'em
But i'd sure like to try 'em on
They used to shine just like diamonds
Everytime they took the stage
Now faded jeans and t-shirts
Are the craze of the modern age
I miss cowboy boots and nudie suits
Covered in rinestones
I don't know if I could wear 'em
But i'd sure like to try 'em on
Sing songs about the common man
And the cold hard facts of life
I'd be a modern day Merle
Behind a martin d-45
I know those shoes are awful big
And the music's almost gone
I don't know if I could fill their shoes
But i'd sure like to try 'em on
Have you ever sat and listened
To old Keith Whitley sing
He sounds just like Lefty
From his phrasing to his twang
I'd hit rewind a million times
To try to bend a note like Jones
I don't know if I could fill his shoes
But i'd sure like to try 'em on
Sing songs about the common man
And the cold hard facts of life
I'd be a modern day Merle
Behind a martin d-45
I know those shoes are awful big
And the music's almost gone
I don't know if I could fill their shoes
But i'd sure like to try 'em on
Ain't sayin' I could fill their shoes
But i'd sure like to try 'em on