She Didn't Like My Boots

Pulled in her drive
'Bout 6:53
With my Ariats and my Wrangler jeans
She came runnin'
Took a look at me
Started spewin' off some nasty things

She said I can't do this no more
Walked back in slammin' that door

Guess she didn't like my boots
My old GMC
The fact that I chew Garrett
Or my alcohol dependency
She can blame it on my raisin'
Blame it on my roots
Guess she didn't like my boots

Well I said darlin'
There's no need to shout
Maybe you and I can work things out
She called me a bastard (Ha)
Said "You wait and see
Cuz you'll never find another girl like me"

And I guess there's a chance she might be right
But all I'm hearing from her tonight

Guess she didn't like my boots
My old GMC
The fact that I chew Garrett
Or my alcohol dependency
She can blame it on my raisin'
Blame it on my roots
Guess she didn't like my boots

Guess she didn't like my boots
My old GMC
The fact that I chew Garrett
Or my alcohol dependency
She can blame it on my raisin'
Blame it on my roots
Guess she didn't like my boots



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Writer(s): Joey Adams
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