Mama kept a mat there by the door So Deddy could kick 'em off and let the mud dry on the porch They wouldn't stay there long Before I had 'em inside on Going clickety clack and scratching up mama's floor
Next morning he'd say Lainey bring 'em here And I'd drag 'em from my room straight to his chair He'd put 'em on his feet They'd always bunch up his jeans Well I made it my job to pull 'em back over the top
Of those boots, they walk right with the Lord Those boots would only drive a Ford Those boots made a damn good living Spun my mama all around the kitchen Those boots will never go out of style One day they'll walk me down the aisle I pray everyday, one day I will Find a man to fill Those boots
Yeah, twenty years and a couple re soles later He still makes the time for a combine ride with mama on them forty acres And he's sure made it hard To find that kind of heart The kind that holds it all together With all that love and leather
Those boots, they walk right with the Lord Those boots would only drive a Ford Those boots made a damn good living Spun my mama all around the kitchen Those boots will never go out of style One day they'll walk me down the aisle I pray everyday, one day I will Find a man to fill Those boots
Those beat up ole size tens They ain't nothing without him But man, when he steps in those boots
Those boots they walk right with the Lord Those boots would only drive a Ford Those boots made a damn good living Spun my mama all around the kitchen Those boots will never go out of style One day they'll walk me down the aisle I pray everyday one day I will Find a man to fill Those boots Those bootsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
