Nothin' But Cowboy Boots
Album: Blue County
Release Date: 4/6/04
Label: Curb Records
It was Indiana
And I was three years old
My momma said go out to play
Well
She never saw it comin'
When I turned the sprinkler on
She looked up from the dishes
And right there in the front lawn
Nothing but cowboy boots
Sets your spirit free
That wild
Is the remedy for modesty
It ain't proper
But folks remember what you do
In nothing
Well
Is your buddy's double dare
It was eight o'clock on a Friday night
In the middle of Town Square
Couldn't hear the sirens
'Cause so many people cheered
When the sheriff showed up
I was grinnin' ear to ear
In nothin' but cowboy boots
Sets your spirit free
That wild
Is the remedy for modesty
It ain't proper
But folks remember what you do
In nothing
I came home late tonight
You just smiled at my surprise
I see ya comin' down the hall
Whoa
Nothing but cowboy boots
Sets your spirit free
That wild
Is the remedy for modesty
It ain't proper
But folks remember what you do
In nothing
Nothing but those cowboy boots
Oh no
Nothing but those cowboy boots
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