Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tracy Chapman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tracy Chapman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tracy Chapman
Producer
Doug Trantow
Assistant Engineer
John Ewing, Jr.
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Scott
Assistant Engineer
Don Gehman
Producer
Eddy Schreyer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There was a little boy, once upon a time
Who, in spite of his young age and small size, knew his mind
For every copper penny and clover he would find
Make a wish for better days, the end of hard times
For no more, cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold feet
[Verse 2]
His clothes were always clean, his face was always scrubbed
There was food on the table, enough to fill him up
His house was full of life, his house was full of love
But when winter days arrived, there was never money enough
To shod his cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold feet
[Verse 3]
He grew up to be a worker, determined to succeed
He made a life for himself, free from worldly wants or needs
But nobody to share the life he's made
Nobody to keep him warm at night
When he'd go to sleep, he'd sleep alone with his cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold feet
[Verse 4]
One night, he walked the streets, looking to the heavens above
Searching for a shooting star, a benevolent God
When a woman passing by brushed his arm, he turned and found love
He then wished for the courage to ask this stranger who she was
To not have, cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold feet
[Verse 5]
One year later, he stood beside her
He thought, I'll give you everything you want
Sit down take some love from my heart and keep your body warm
You won't have, cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold feet
[Verse 6]
Thought she'd like the party life and want the finer things
So he promised more than he could buy
He'd promise her the sun and moon and not have cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold feet
[Verse 7]
He worked day and night his fingers to the bone
His worried mind, guilty conscience drive him on
He can't give her what she needs
Want to give her what she thinks she wants
Sad face, his empty pockets drive him on
And his cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold
[Verse 8]
He struggled all his life to be an honest man
Proud that the dirt on his palms was the soil of the land
Some guys he knew from high school days
Said they had a plan to get rich real quick
And they could count him in if he don't have cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold feet
[Verse 9]
He thought about their offer
Accepted it without qualms
Dreamt about the life he'd buy
The comfort that would come without
Cold feet, cold, cold, cold, cold feet
[Verse 10]
He decided to drive the car, he decided to carry the gun
To take the biggest risk of all, to prove his loyalty to his friends
He decided to tell is wife, things would soon turn around
He said, the little boy is dead, a man stands with you now
Without cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold feet
[Verse 11]
Without cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold feet
[Verse 12]
He thought he'd set his clock right, he thought he'd read his watch
He left in such a hurry, he didn't think to wish for luck
Makes no difference if you're early, no difference if you're late
When you're out of time, the flowers have been laid
You're six feet underground with cold feet
Cold, cold, cold, cold feet
Written by: Tracy Chapman

