Fred Hostetler

Lyrics

4. Olof Daughters Finnish Knee High Leather Boots (4:21) F.Hostetler-Hostel Music-ASCAP)

8th street west village, just passed the newsstand
A cold windy, winter night, at Electric, Electric Ladyland
My band, the Jackdaws, were gathered there
I left and went outside to get me some air,
Buttoned up my coat and walked out on the street
Turned toward the east side, wondering what I’d find, who I’d meet

(Well...she wore) Olof Daughter’s Finnish Knee High Leather Boots (2x)
Laced up to the knee,
(She wore) Olof Daughter’s Finnish Knee High Leather Boots (2x)

Well I stopped her, on the street, I could barely think
Somehow the words came out, “can I, can I buy you a drink”
She stared back at me, with an Elvis smile on her face
Her flashing diamond eyes, put me in my place
(she reached) Inside her London Bobby’s cape
Pulled out a fifth of scotch, I took a sip and said, “thank you very much
...I like your boots...”
(She wore) Olof Daughter’s Finnish Knee High Leather Boots (2x)
Laced up to the knee,
(She wore) Olof Daughter’s Finnish Knee High Leather Boots (2x)
She was a sight to see...standing there in front of me
(instrumental bridge to lyric to chorus and out)

‘Well...I guess those boots, were made for walking
And they walked off into the night
But I still see them
Olof Daughter’s Finnish Knee High Leather Boots (2x)
Laced up to the knee,
(She wore) Olof Daughter’s Finnish Knee High Leather Boots (2x)
She was a sight to see...standing there in front of me