One shoe, can't make a pair.
Lost the other and it can't be found
I need it to keep my foot safe and dry
I guess I'll try to find it around.

One shoe, not good enough.
They were made to go well together.
The minute you let one out of your sight,
It will take flight, just like a feather.

'Cause anytime you lose a shoe, you know, it's true,
You put all your weight upon the other.
And if that shoe should run away, some other day
'Least your naked feet still have each other.

One shoe, all by itself
It's on my foot, and it is lonesome.
Without it, my foot has no one around
And without shoes, I look like a bum.

I took it off and put it on, at dusk or dawn
I'm wearing my shoe, and it's not hurting
But I don't know that's it's a shoe, that makes me blue
Without it, from my eyes, tears are squirting

Two shoes, it made it back
I was sad but, it came back to me
I'll never go without my shoe again
Because with shoes, I can be happy.