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a poor mans dime and call it charity
Mod shop, i'll take it home for free
Mod shop, i'll take it home for free
Mod shop, i'll take it home for free
Boots

to have me wishing the night would never end with you
From your small-town smile to your worn-out boots
Boy, I
I want the country in you
Let's take a drive

a smile as bright as the sun
But when she hits that flow
It's like a rodeo
Boot Scootin' and all those moves
Two step with that Southern groove having fun

is mine this time.
So get your boots on now, we gotta walk somehow.
[5, 4, 3, 2, 1, go!] Let's get it!

We're livin' in a house of bliss, [Chic ah!]

Ayy, I'ma grab my strap, lace my boots and say a prayer
Pray to the Lord that I make it, pray destiny don't erase me
I'ma grab my strap, lace my boots

and ignore me
Showin' up, tassels hangin'
Boots click off the pavement
Entourage of Holler Boys like a movie
I John Wayne it
Who you know who's independent

Mud is on my boots and hands
Bloods on my face
Sun burns me deep and hot
I won't give up the race
That cold mountain rain
Washes everything away
That

that
Makes my heart beat and
Wanna plant my boots in this dirt
With a Midwestern pearl

Shes headed towards the mountains, I'm headed towards the plains

along
Crocodile boots
Pink suits
This shits ridiculous
I don't give fuck
When I'm rich you can't tell me shit
Crocodile boots
Pink suits
This shits

pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only met Eazy's pay day
all of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang, but

front door
A pair of Hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots
Is the wish of Barney and Ben
Dolls that will talk and will go for a walk
Is the hope

I left her stranded there in open water
Brushed the dirt off of the boots I got her
You took your last drag of the cigarette
Spending so much time

Strapping on your boots for war
Pacing as you hit the door
Not too sure you'll make it, but at least you'll be the one adored

Bullets fly, you hit

'Cause that's a man
Silver spurs, leather boots, big tall hat, hot man skin
Ripped abs, and a great smile

Maybe he could come over for a while

A good man

Bury Me in Blue Jeans

Granger Smith

Dirt Road Driveway

2013

I guess I learned it from my grand dad
I like the shirt with a little pearl snaps
Dye boots if it was up to me
And bury me in blue jeans.

Love Underground

Rustic Overtones

Viva Nueva

2001

doesn't make a sound
Digging in the dirt when falling down
I pull up love from underground
It was deep beneath the streets
Beneath the boots that beat

I can't see myself coming down defeated
And the rainy season is coming
So put on your boots and grab your ice axe
We're heading for the North Call.

you pee
El baño no está aquí, ve caca por allí

Pull your hair out from the roots
And muddy up your boots
You think that you're wanted here
But they're

doesn't make a sound,
Digging in the dirt when falling down,
I pulled up love from underground.
It was deep beneath the streets,
Beneath the boots that beat

de spor

De fant to velbrukte boots og en gammel gitar
Et kjøleskap med øl og en tube kaviar
En pakke sigaretter og en cowboyhatt på do
De skjønte

the moonshine that we're shootin'
Or the groove makin' you move
But I gotta say I love the way
You're shakin' in, shake-shakin' in them boots

Go head and do

Sunday
Running out of dry vermouth
Groovin' with the singles
Nancy in her go-go boots

full with borrowed time 

c quiet place for talking heads 
c crowded room for lonely souls 
Heavy boots and feet like led 
I've broken every heart I was

thisa fkn boot
Kickin you out yo fkn shoe w my fuckin boot
Bitch this ain't no mtfkn shoe thisa fkn boot
Listen to you act a fkn fool knock you wit my