Coming from a farming background, I saw nothing out of the ordinary in running barefoot, although it seemed to startle the rest of the athletics world. I have always enjoyed going barefoot and when I was growing up I seldom wore shoes, even when I went into town.
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Barefoot Ballad
(words & music by fuller - morris)
I want a barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Wont you play for me a down home country song
cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off
With a barefoot ballad you just cant go wrong
Give me a honk-tonk fiddle with a guitar in the middle and a melody
Humming like a fountain swinging out on smokey mountain
I want a barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Wont you play for me a down home country song
cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off
With a barefoot ballad you just cant go wrong
Now the big toes connected to the two toe
And the two toes connected to the three toe
And the three toes connected to the four toe
And the four toes connected to the five toe
And the five toe and away we go
I want a barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Wont you play for me a down home country song
cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off
With a barefoot ballad you just cant go wrong
Now the big toes connected to the two toe
And the two toes connected to the three toe
And the three toes connected to the four toe
And the four toes connected to the five toe
And the five toe and away we go
I wanna barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Wont you play for me a barefoot ballad song.
song performed by by Elvis Presley

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She Walked Barefoot...
she walked barefoot,
across them factory floors,
down that gravel road,
across the yard,
and into that old house.
she walked barefoot,
across them kitchen floors,
down that long hallway,
across the floor to the bed.
she walked barefoot,
between them garden rows,
out in the fields,
down through the pines
to the creek.
she walked barefoot,
down them hospital halls,
down the aisles of the church,
out in the cementary
to the grave...
she walked barefoot,
into the arms of eternity,
and i'd give all i am
to wash her feet
with my tears!
poem by Eric Cockrell

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Baby baby barefoot I am
Surrender survive
Name delusion rhyme
Pretender revive
In no no mode time
No think no heart
No melody shine
Baby baby barefoot I am
D d d dance
Barefoot I am
Be whatever wherever whenever
Rhythm blast forever cast
Drowned in devotion
Be whoever whyever reason of never
To love me to go with me
My time is loloways now
Swallowed by an ocean
Baby baby barefoot I am
D d d dance
Barefoot I am
Flower bloomed sublime
Will give it up all
If you touch my feet
Name delusion rhyme
Sound of an empty hall
Rushing back to the street
Baby baby barefoot I am
D d d dance
Barefoot I am
©Miroslava Odalović
poem by Miroslava Odalovic

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A Song Of Riches
What will you give to a barefoot lass,
Morning with breath like wine?
Wade, bare feet! In my wide morass
Starry marigolds shine.
Alms, sweet Noon, for a barefoot lass,
With her laughing looks aglow!
Run, bare feet! In my fragrant grass
Golden buttercups blow.
Gift, a gift for a barefoot lass,
O twilight hour of dreams!
Rest, bare feet, by my lake of glass,
Where the mirrored sunset gleams.
Homeward the weary merchants pass,
With the gold bedimmed by care.
Little they wise that the barefoot lass
Is the only millionaire.
poem by Katharine Lee Bates

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Barefootin'
Everybody get on your feet,
You make me nervous when you in your seat
Take off your shoes and pat your feet,
We're doin a dance that can't be beat
We're barefootin', We're barefootin',
We're barefootin', We're barefootin'
Went to a party the other night,
Long Tall Sally was out of sight
Threw way her wig, and her high sneakers too,
She was doin a dance without any shoes
She was barefootin', She was barefootin',
She was barefootin', She was barefootin'
Hey, little gal with the red dress on,
I bet you can barefoot all night long
Take off your shoes and throw them away,
Come back and get them another day
We're barefootin', We're barefootin',
We're barefootin', We're barefootin'
Instrumental
Lil' John Henry he said to Sue,
If I was barefootin' would you barefoot too
Sue told John, "I'm thirty two,
I was barefootin ever since I was two
We're barefootin', we're barefootin'
We're barefootin'', we're barefootin'
We're barefootin' we're barefootin'
We're barefootin' we're barefootin'
We're barefootin' we're barefootin'
We're barefootin'...
song performed by by Alabama

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Barefoot In Beverly Hills
Still walkin barefoot, still walkin barefoot, still,
Still walkin barefoot, in beverly hills,
Still walkin barefoot still, in beverly hills,
I can walk on the stone, I can walk on the grass,
Im walkin all over this earth,
I can walk on the line, I can walk on the edge,
Im walkin all over this earth,
I can walk on low, I can walk on high,
Im walkin all over this earth,
And, I can walk on the grass, I can walk on the grass,
And walk on, you name it.
Still walkin barefoot, in beverly hills,
Still walkin barefoot still, in beverly hills,
(? )
I keep my feet from burning up,
For years I walked back beat,
With anything under my feet,
An immunity to heat,
An immunity to heat,
And walk on, you name it.
Still walkin barefoot, in beverly hills,
Still walkin barefoot still, in beverly hills,
Still walkin barefoot, in beverly hills,
Still walkin barefoot still, in beverly hills,
An immunity to heat.
Still walkin barefoot, in beverly hills,
Im still walkin barefoot still, in beverly hills,
Still walkin barefoot, in beverly hills,
Still walkin barefoot still, in beverly hills, (x2)
Oh for years I walked back beat,
All the years have gone to my feet,
Ive walked in the tall grass?
An immunity to heat.
song performed by by Grace Jones

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Blissful Queen
Blissful queen
Magazine
Making art
Stuck between
Limosines
Break my heart
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming
Can't see you coming
Can't see you coming
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming
Can't see you coming
Can't see you coming
Blissful queen
Sweet sixteen
Brand new car
Hit machine
Keep her clean
Razor sharp
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming
Can't see you coming
Can't see you coming
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming
Can't see you coming
Can't see you coming
Blissful queen
Velveteen
Shining star
Glistening
Wedding ring
Gone too far
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming
Can't see you coming
Can't see you coming
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming
Can't see you coming
Can't see you coming
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming baby
You've got me running but I cant see you coming
Can't see you coming
Can't see you coming...
song performed by by Veruca Salt

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Automatic writing
sometimes there is too much of a nature in what you do
and too little of the mind
like an Id without a mandala
get swallowed by the uncontrollable currents
at the moment when you forget
because you want to forget
you are the boss there
and whatever you do
you do it unto yourself
the world's got nothing to do with that
which why I sometimes 'hate' you
it reminds me of those moments in myself
I am trying to a-void
because I've experienced
that walking barefoot on ice
and walking barefoot on a heated asphalt
is the same things
feet burn in both cases
why do you want to burn
poem by Miroslava Odalovic

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On Her Way To Afternoon
The morn' arrived barefoot
With words of the Dawn upon her breath
Sunrise clinged tight with its fingers
And the green grass prepared for the dews death;
Waves of many barefoot clouds were above us
Her words shined as jewels from her mouth
Sunrise broke open the shores of this beautiful day
And the green lawn became queen of the South;
In the air there were many a barefoot dragonfly
As her words became more fluid and then
Sunrise called to the mid of day
And the green lawn asked afternoon to begin;
The Essence
October 1,2010
poem by Theodora Onken

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He who waits for dead men's shoes, may have to go long barefoot.
He that waits for dead men's shoes may go long enough barefoot.
He who waits for a dead man's shoes is in danger of going barefoot.
He that waits for a dead man's shoes may long go barefoot.
Barefoot Children In The Rain
Scratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather is heavens ragtime band
We all fell down from the milky way
Hangin round here till judgment day
Heaven only knows whos in command
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
Wed be swingin on a ball and chain
Its always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
Show me yours and Ill show you mine
Take me back to days full of monkeyshines
Bouncin on a bubble full of trouble in the summer sun
Keep your raft from the riverboat
Fiction over fact always has my vote
And wrinkles only go where the smiles have been
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
Wed be swingin on a ball and chain
Its always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
Barefoot children in the rain
Scratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather is heavens ragtime band
The sky turns blue and the sun appears
But the questions still what are we doin here
I dont think the answers close at hand
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
Wed be swingin on a ball and chain
Its always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
In the rain...
In the rain...
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett

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Do The Clam
(words & music by wayne - weisman - fuller)
Hey everybody gather round
Listen to that bongo sound
Grab the first one in your reach
Now were going to shake the beach
Do the clam, do the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do the clam
You can get your heart to spin
On the outside looking in
Moon aint gonna last all night
Well lets work up an appetite
Do the clam, do the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do the clam
Everybodys got that beat
Well listen to those happy feet
Aint you glad that you found out
What the clam is all about
Do the clam, do the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do the clam
Do the clam, do the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do the clam
Dig right in and do the clam
song performed by by Elvis Presley

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Barefoot Children
Scratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather is heaven's rag time band
We all fell down from the milky way
Hanging round here 'till judgment day
Heaven only knows who's in command
Chorus
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd be swinging on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
Show me yours and I'll show you mine
Take me back to days full with monkey shine's
Bouncing on a bubble full of trouble in the summer sun
Keep your raft from the riverboat
Fiction over fact always has my vote
And wrinkles only go where the smiles have been
Chorus
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd be swinging on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Barefoot children in the rain
Scratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather is heaven's rag time band
The sky turns blue and the sun appears
But the question's still "what are we doing here?"
I don't think the answer's close at hand
Chorus
Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd be swinging on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
in the rain
in the rain
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett

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In Taking Death Lightly As Possible...
it can simply be reduced
taking out from your tired feet
your old shoes
and socks
and then walking barefoot
towards your bed for you to take that sleep
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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In the city
As a child in the afternoons
I walked home
barefoot along a sand road
with a short sleeved shirt and short pants
and the red brown sand
burnt my feet
but the air was bright blue,
I smelled the Lucerne of the field,
sometimes took a short cut through the stream,
birdcalls were like music
and the whole world belonged to me
and in everything
I could see the Lord’s works
and knew that I was serving
a loving Father.
l’Envoi
Now I walk with hand made shoes
in a designer suit
on concrete streets
from my car to the lift
then on thick carpets
to my office
and in the background
I can hear the air conditioner
and somewhere life
has lost its soul.
poem by Gert Strydom

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I shall begin my march for Camp tomorrow morning. It was not in my power to move until I could procure shoes for the troops almost barefoot.
quote by Anthony Wayne

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Bare Feet for Thad
A centipede does not wear shoes.
If they were offered he’d refuse.
Say he’s afraid they’d hurt his toes
and he knows best I must suppose.
Although I do suspect that he
makes excuses Cos he’s lazy.
He’d have to tie a hundred bows
which I think would drive him crazy.
If I was forced to go barefoot
I am quite sure it would not suit.
For shoes are something which I need
but then I’m not a centipede.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg

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