following is a copy of a link to an article, "the yankee king of cowboy boots", by rachael emma silverman appearing in the january 14, 2012 on-line edition of the wall street journal on the subject of boot making in austin, texas.
this article reminded me of a trip i took a few years ago to austin, texas for a get together with a great group of high school friends. i came very close to attending graduate school in austin at the university of texas but ended up at the university of washington instead at the last minute (more money). i had always heard great things about the austin area and had looked forward to visiting there someday and whenever i thought of austin an old jerry jeff walker tune about charlie dunn, a bootmaker working at capitol saddlery in austin, came to mind. so, when i finally did make it to austin the second thing on my list, after a visit to the bob bullock texas state history museum (which is awesome), was to find my way to capitol saddlery. sadly, i had waited too long, as while the structure that had formely housed capitol saddlery was still standing (see photo), it had been vacated. i never did find out if they had been booted out or were simply worn out. in any event, as is the case with many country songs, i always thought that there were some insightful life lessons embedded within these simple lyrics.
well, if you're ever in austin, texas a little run down on your sole i'm gonna tell you the name of a man to see i'm gonna tell you right where to go he's working in capitol saddlery and he's sewing in the back of the place he's old charlie dunn, the little frail one with the smilin' leathery face
[chorus] charlie dunn, he's the one to see charlie done the boots that are on my feet it makes charlie real pleased to see me walkin' with ease charlie dunn, he's the one to see
charlie's been makin' boots over there he says, about fifty some-odd years and once you wear a pair of his hand-made boots you know you'll never wear a store-bought pair charlie can tell what's wrong with your feet just by feeling them with his hand and he can take a look at the boots you wear and know a whole lot about the man
(chorus)
now, ol' buck's up front, he's countin' his gold charlie's in the back patchin' up the soles of the people comin' in, smilin' at him they all wonder how's ol' charlie been and ol' buck's makin' change, he never sees no one he never understood the good thing that charlie done
[bridge] yeah, ol' charlie never had his name on the sign he never put a mark in his boots he just hopes that you can remember him the same way that he does you he keeps your measurements in this little book so you can order more boots later on well i'm writin' down some of ol' charlie's size 'cause i'm makin' him up this song
(chorus)
yeah, ol' buck's makin' change, he never sees no one and he never understood the good thing that charlie done