[Verse 1: Promoe]
The shoes of a world traveler
Dusty, busted up, dirt gatherers
Comfy, trusted and worth having a
Verse written about my companions
Carried the weight of the world on my shoulders
So the weight on my shoes must be greater and no less
From bringing me along to venues and hotels
And bringing me through customs with no stress
Though I have to put 'em through the scan in the US
Where else...who else
The paranoid state of mind leave me clueless
Glad on my perils I was never shoeless
Through monkeys, stray dogs, r-rats and shit
Russians, motorbikes, accidents
Power outages for hours and for the
Heat of the cold east, to the north, south, the west

[Chorus]
Shoes of a world traveler
Tightly laced up or loosely fitted
'bout to break up or newly kitted
Shoes of a world traveler
No matter how far we go
You bring me safely back home