Lyrics:
and popping a fuse
Capping, I won't lose
Trapping the blues
Lapping, I won't cruise
Tough as old boots
Keep your shoes
I'll stick to my roots
Run the beat, let
"In 1718
They cornered Edward Teach
And blew his fucking head right off
On Ocracoke Beach
Blackbeard was a pirate, tough as old boots
Sailing round
root
We was sliding he was driving
Pulling on an old hood
I be reminiscing reminiscing uh
I remember in the december
We used to get our boots boots
Then
step
When things get tough just take a deep
Breath
cnd walk whatever path they lead you
Through
In these boots
of a chip on my shoulder, but it's all that I can do
And still come up short trying to fill one of his boots
He didn't go anywhere without his old denim
I got em looking at my fucking boots right
I got em looking at my fucking boots right
I got em looking at my fucking boots right
I got em looking
Yeah these old boots have roots
Just like my last name, I swear I will never bring it shame
Yeah these old boots have roots
When the winds are
pack your bags, and be gone
These old boots
Don't walk away
I'm standing my ground
These old boots
Are here to stay
These old boots
These old boots
pals
Drink 'til you are beat
Dirty looks to all you pass
Walking down the street
Hang up your boots
Hang up your boots
For six years now the same old
ya she could hold her own
Pretty as peach, tough as a boot
She's country down to the core
Little crazy, little sweet
ain't nothin' that can beat
sundress
Daisy dukes, boots and ray-bans
You ain't even seen them move
Hang loose on Friday night
Man ain't they lookin' tough?
See if they ain't
boots and ray-bans
You ain't even seen them move
Hang loose on Friday night
Man ain't they lookin' tough?
See if they ain't blowin' your mind
See if you
all about some moonshine
Moonlight, bonfires
Seein' all the stars on a summer night
Don't see how that's gettin' old
C'mon
Ride with us on Friday night
the town square
Down the street to where
I met the preacher and the old courthouse man
Yeah, nothing helps you start again, like
Old boots, new dirt,
LIFE'S JUST BETTER IN BOOTS
Verse I
Wakin' in the mornin' before the sun comes up, Workin' hard all day or playin' tough,
But to make it thru
Click-clack, yeah
Church boots
Yeah, my old truck is my new truck
It'll get me A to B and then to you truck
My coffee cup looks like my whiskey
Bringing it Back to the old days (ya)
Bring it back to the old days (whose)
Bring it back to the old days (D-83)
Is bringing it back to the old days
the shine in my old truck
Her pretty heart breaks down my tough
One look, one kiss, yeah, I'm a goner
God musta spent a little more time on her
'Cause she
Man that's tough
I'm going downtown
With a brand new suit
Rhinestone gloves and Rhinestone boots
Asking other tribes if
They think they
Have enough
It's the same old world everywhere
Men in women's clothing and women in leather boots
Everyone pretends to be
Someone else in a another time
From
It's the same old world everywhere
Men in women's clothing and women in leather boots
Everyone pretends to be
Someone else in a another time
From
women's clothing and women in leather boots
Everyone pretends to be
Someone else in a another time
That's a tough reality
It's the same old world
knocker
Here I am chief boot knocker
Watch your skirt, if you don't I got ya
Tibbity toe, tibbity toe through the grass
Old scallous ass nigga with
with the crew ne Mazowe ka pa side
In these tough times man I keep the tears
Who got the fruit? Who got the juice for the loop?
Who got the boots for
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