These Boots
These boots have counted off a many of band
Playin' one night roadhouse stands
For tips an' empty rooms
These boots have stood toe-to-toe
With the biggest, baddest Joes
Like they had some things to prove:
These boots
Yeah, these boots, more than once saved my ass
Like the time they hide that grass
For those cops in Tupelo
An' these boots have danced with the devil
An' nearly lost that battle
To a wild Irish rose
I wore out more soles than I'd care to count
Done more stupid things than most would dare to
I've kicked myself more times than not
For the roads they led me down
But the damndest thing I've ever seen em do
Is walkin' out on you
These boots had to see California
And an Arizona mornin'
Where God paints the sky
An' these boots had to spur that beast in Cheyenne
Thought that bull'd make me a real man
I still drag that leg sometimes
I wore out more soles than I'd care to count
Done more stupid things than most would dare to
I've kicked myself more times than not
For the roads they led me down
But the damndest thing I've ever seen em do
Is walkin' out on you
Now these boots are one step from the door
They walked out of years before
I can almost see her now
These boots outta kick that door aside
Stomp out my foolish pride
But they just turned around
Damm these boots
Damn these boots
These boots
Playin' one night roadhouse stands
For tips an' empty rooms
These boots have stood toe-to-toe
With the biggest, baddest Joes
Like they had some things to prove:
These boots
Yeah, these boots, more than once saved my ass
Like the time they hide that grass
For those cops in Tupelo
An' these boots have danced with the devil
An' nearly lost that battle
To a wild Irish rose
I wore out more soles than I'd care to count
Done more stupid things than most would dare to
I've kicked myself more times than not
For the roads they led me down
But the damndest thing I've ever seen em do
Is walkin' out on you
These boots had to see California
And an Arizona mornin'
Where God paints the sky
An' these boots had to spur that beast in Cheyenne
Thought that bull'd make me a real man
I still drag that leg sometimes
I wore out more soles than I'd care to count
Done more stupid things than most would dare to
I've kicked myself more times than not
For the roads they led me down
But the damndest thing I've ever seen em do
Is walkin' out on you
Now these boots are one step from the door
They walked out of years before
I can almost see her now
These boots outta kick that door aside
Stomp out my foolish pride
But they just turned around
Damm these boots
Damn these boots
These boots
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Heeney, Eric Church
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