
Before Johnny Cash passed, he partnered up with Rick Rubin, golden boy producer and they worked on a series of albums called the “American” Recordings. And they were phenomenal!!

But this ain’t about that, it’s about Graveyard Boots, Leddy’s, and manufacturing. There’s a song by Bruce Springsteen called “Further Up (On The Road), and it just so happens to be covered by Johnny Cash in his American Recordings. Bam! That’s what I’m talking about!
Evidently when you Google Graveyard Boots Article, you get everything but what I was looking for. You get a bunch of articles about all the dead bodies in their mountain climbing boots up there in the death zone above 20k. Lack of oxygen kills people!!

Where the road is dark and the seed is sowed,
Where the gun is cocked and the bullet’s cold,
Where the miles are marked in the blood and gold,
I’ll meet you further on up the road.

Got on my dead man’s suit and my smilin’ skull ring
My lucky graveyard boots and song to sing
I got a song to sing, keep me out of the cold
And I’ll meet you further on up the road.

Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Where the way dark and the night is cold

One sunny mornin’ we’ll rise I know
And I’ll meet you further on up the road.

So Leddy’s of San Angelo, Texas… with a satellite store in Sundance Square, Fort Worth… also Texas. Go in, tell ‘em generally what you are looking for, take off your shoes… and socks… they get to building and 9 months later… bam!!! You got you some boots.
I know for a fact that if you go into that original store in San Angelo and say… hey man, there’s like this Boss song… you know the one, man… “graveyard boots??? Yeah, right, that’s the one man. Reckon you can make me up some graveyard boots…man??
That Leddy’s store will be glad to lighten your load about $900 – $2999 and bam you got ya some graveyard boots of ya very own.
But of course we are the Bluebonnet Drive Swinn’s and Ma & Pa got me some $99.99 pair from the little town of Justin. They be black. They be soft. They be the most comfortable pair of foot-ware that’s not called a flip flop I own.
One sunny mornin’ we’ll rise I know
And I’ll meet you further on up the road
One sunny mornin’ we’ll rise I know
And I’ll meet you further on up the road.
Certainly, one needs a pair of boots to walk through a cemetery?? Bruce? Ain’t that true?
Good.