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Back On My Feet

Paul McCartney

Back On My Feet

Song byPaul McCartney

in AlbumFlowers In The Dirt

How many days will the wet weather last

I want know will the clouds

When they roll back

Reveal a man in an old mac

Living on a park bench

Sitting on his own

Cut the rain as it runs down the glass

Eventually through the lightning and thunder

We see a man going under

This is how it happens

This is what he said

I don't need love

Though temptation is sweet

Give me your hand

'Til I'm back on me feet

You're always telling me about my misery

I've seen things you will never see

Don't pity me

Focus in on the breath of a man

Who takes a brown paper bag

From his knapsack

Between his whispers and wise cracks

He's looking for permission

Screaming at the sky

I don't need love

though temptation is sweet

Give me your hand

'Til I'm back on me feet

You're always telling me about my misery

I've seen things you will never see

Don't pity me

I'll be right again

Be upright without you

I'll stand up again

Kick up a fuss again too

Cut back again to a girl walking by

Until the feet that are all shoes and no socks

Climb an invisible soap box

Laughing at the traffic

Shouting at the world

I don't need love

though temptation is sweet

Give me your hand

'Til I'm back on me feet

You're always telling me about my misery

I've seen things you will never see

Don't pity me

I'll stand up again

Kick up a fuss again too

I'll be right again

Be upright without you

We see a life through the eyes of a man

As he live and he dies

By a simple tattoo

I'll be back again

When I land on my feet

I'll stand up again

Kick up a fuss again, wouldn't you

Well there you go, though we tried hard to know him

It's there on his face

He's a case where there's clearly no hope

Give me your hand again

'Til I land again

His face starts to fade

As we pull down the shade

And the picture we made

Is in glorious cinemascope

I'll be back

LanguageEnglish

Translated byAli Khaky-Kazzazy

About this Song

Back On My Feet by Paul McCartney is a song about resilience, recovery, and hope. It speaks to overcoming adversity and finding the strength to rise again after falling. The key themes of the song include renewal, perseverance, and personal growth. Particularly poignant moments in the song arrive when McCartney reflects on past struggles and expresses a newfound determination to move forward positively and confidently. These moments highlight the emotional journey of getting back on one's feet and the empowerment that follows.

How many days will the wet weather last

I want know will the clouds

When they roll back

Reveal a man in an old mac

Living on a park bench

Sitting on his own

Cut the rain as it runs down the glass

Eventually through the lightning and thunder

We see a man going under

This is how it happens

This is what he said

I don't need love

Though temptation is sweet

Give me your hand

'Til I'm back on me feet

You're always telling me about my misery

I've seen things you will never see

Don't pity me

Focus in on the breath of a man

Who takes a brown paper bag

From his knapsack

Between his whispers and wise cracks

He's looking for permission

Screaming at the sky

I don't need love

though temptation is sweet

Give me your hand

'Til I'm back on me feet

You're always telling me about my misery

I've seen things you will never see

Don't pity me

I'll be right again

Be upright without you

I'll stand up again

Kick up a fuss again too

Cut back again to a girl walking by

Until the feet that are all shoes and no socks

Climb an invisible soap box

Laughing at the traffic

Shouting at the world

I don't need love

though temptation is sweet

Give me your hand

'Til I'm back on me feet

You're always telling me about my misery

I've seen things you will never see

Don't pity me

I'll stand up again

Kick up a fuss again too

I'll be right again

Be upright without you

We see a life through the eyes of a man

As he live and he dies

By a simple tattoo

I'll be back again

When I land on my feet

I'll stand up again

Kick up a fuss again, wouldn't you

Well there you go, though we tried hard to know him

It's there on his face

He's a case where there's clearly no hope

Give me your hand again

'Til I land again

His face starts to fade

As we pull down the shade

And the picture we made

Is in glorious cinemascope

I'll be back

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