Empty Boots

My Boots are empty
My Boots are empty
Oh, what it could have been

Do the right thing that's me
Do the right thing that's me
Do everything honorably

Fill your boots not me
I like calm not chaos
I'm sleep walking in the grass

My parents were wild
My parents were wild
It's funny, how I'm so mild

The other side is greener
Fun times, misdemeanors
I'm sleep walking in the grass



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Weldon
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