A Good Pair of Boots

Stumbling three miles home from Stourbridge again
I've spent the whole night getting drunk, singing songs with my friends
The sun's a few minutes from waking
My mind and my body are aching
I am weak, I need sleep but even so I don't want it to end

Now I can't count the times that I've walked home along this path
By the light of the stars, my guitar safe upon my back
And these boots they have treated me well
They'd walk through the fires of Hell
March me straight through the gates but I'll wait a bit longer for that

And it's taken me too long to see
That this is all I need
My guitar, some dear friends
And a good pair of boots on my feet

Now I always take with me much more than I actually need
And until I let go, well I know I can never be free
I'm just always so scared of the going
Of the wandering around and not knowing
Where I am, without a plan and then what's out there waiting for me

And it's taken me too long to see
That this is all I need
My guitar, some dear friends
And a good pair of boots on my feet

And those nights are the best when we sit and pass round the guitar
We've been in here since doors but we've got one more song in our hearts
And though most of the words we've forgot
We'll still try and give it a shot
Then we'll gather our money and buy one last drink form the bar

And it's taken me too long to see
That this is all I need
My guitar, some dear friends
And a good pair of boots on my feet

I'm so glad that I finally see
That this is all I need
My guitar, some dear friends
And a good pair of boots on my feet