Lyrics:

My little girl
Wont you come with me
Come with me
And tell me

Is there something to do

Im going crazy with boredom
Come with me
Tell me

Grey sky over a black town
I can feel depression
All around
Youve got your leather boots on

I cant stand another drink
Its surprising this town
Doesnt sink
Youve got your leather boots on

Your pretty dress is oil stained
From working too hard
For too little
Youve got your leather boots on

Youre feeling the boredom too
Id gladly go with you
Id put your leather boots on
Id put your pretty dress on