Better With My Boots On

I go barefoot when the sun's high
And I'm drinkin' beer in a shady spot
Like rosemary beach and last a line
Just you and me
That week flew by
And when I want to knock you dead
I wear some heels every now and then
Like New Years Eve when I kicked them off
We were champagne drunk
When the ball dropped
But I'm stone-cold sober here tonight
And I can see
Loving me
Ain't what's on your mind
If I gotta be strong
Walked on
Hold my head high
While the chips fall
Give me a minute
Baby, just hold on
If I gotta pack two years
In the back of my truck
Kick up that kind of dust
If we're gonna do this dance
And sing that goodbye song
I'm better with my boots on
Oh, I'm better with my boots on
Right now, they feel like an old friend
When you're breakin' down
You need broken
They kept me steady when the rope is long
Kept the beat to a million songs
They make me feel tougher than I am
The best hundred bucks
I ever spend
If I gotta be strong
Walked on
Hold my head high
While the chips fall
Give me a minute
Baby, let me put 'em on
If I gotta pack two years
In the back of my truck
Kick up that kind of dust
If we're gonna do this dance
And sing that goodbye song
Oh, I'm better with my boots on
You don't want me to love you anymore
So all that's left
Is getting through that door
If I gotta be strong
Walked on
Hold my head high
While the chips fall
Give me a minute
Baby, just hold on
If I gotta pack two years
In the back of my truck
Kick up that kind of dust
If we're gonna do this dance
And sing that goodbye song
I'm better with my boots on
I'm better with my boots on



Credits
Writer(s): Connie Harrington, Terri Lynne Clark, Deric Ruttan
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