Boots Of Immigration Lyrics - New York Before The War - Jesse Malin

Snow was falling all night long 

like Christmas waiting up 

But on this night no was born 

No silver spoon or cup 

The roses die, the lovers cry 

Remember what I told you 

Be careful not to sell your soul 

To the devil that you know 

Come down, like falling rain 

Dim the picture 

Change the story 

Look back, but don't forsake 

Time will follow 

Boots of immigration 

Up the years, down through time 

Spring ahead or fall behind 

The blood runs deep, the blood runs cold 

Between the chords of rock & roll 

I have traveled far and wide 

I've seen the eyes of death 

Something you can't leave behind 

Just something to transcend 

Come down, like falling rain 

Dim the picture 

Change the story 

Look back, but don't forsake 

Time will follow 

Boots of immigration 

Up the years, down through time 

Spring ahead or fall behind 

The blood runs deep, the blood runs cold 

Between the chords of rock & roll 

Some have gone, some remain 

Some will go against the grain 

Let it burn, let it shine 

All across the great decline 

Boots of immigration 

Another nation as it stands 

Boots of immigration 

Another nation as it stands 

Boots of immigration 

Another nation as it stands 

Boots of immigration