These Boots are Made for Walking

Over the river and through the woods

To grandmother's house we don't go

From original Chocolate City brownstone

To updated white washed neighborhoods

These faded brown leather boots

Cross culture lines without leaving town

They trek over broken sidewalks

That turn to a freshly swept path

Passing through vintage DC

Home to the ones who made this city

The ones who have yet to be bought

Stepping into the gentrified place

That might as well say "whites only"

The city has started to mirror these boots

Once a beautiful chocolate brown

Now faded from years of movement

These boots are made for walking

And like these gentrifiers are trying to do

One of these days they're going to

Walk all over you