back to my boots Lyrics – rich lafleur

back to my boots Lyrics by rich lafleur

Well, i miss the boys ’round here, keep the jukebox slingin’
Old merle haggard, singin’, sittin’ ’round, drinkin’
Where cash is king, add a twenty on eleven
Puts a quarter tank in a half~ton chevy

Well, i got out and it’s been a hot minute
Since i tied one on and did a two~step in ’em
On the front nine of an eighteen~pack
Three shots down and your boy needs a comeback

Back to my boots
Walkin’ on the edge of the water
You could toss ’em in the back
Or you could strut ’em through the holler

Got a chrome stack, drivin’ through the back half
Of a back forty, forty ounces in a sack
“three chords and the truth” comin’ through the radio static
Six~speed, six~sеven, but you know it’s automatic

Like hittin’ daytona, last lap around the cornеr
Man, you know i know what i oughta do
Is get back to my boots
I got a second sole square~toe dirt~road finish

Underneath the billy bass on the wall singin’
“don’t worry, be happy,” man, i think i’d be
Pretty d~mn happy right now
Yeah, back in my boots

Walkin’ on the edge of the water
You could toss ’em in the back
Or you could strut ’em through the holler
Got a chrome stack, drivin’ through the back half

Of a back forty, forty ounces in a sack
“three chords and the truth” comin’ through the radio static
Six~speed, six~seven, but you know it’s automatic
Like hittin’ daytona, last lap around the corner

Man, you know i know what i oughta do
Is get back to my boots
Yeah, back to my boots
Gettin’ back to my boots

Go walkin’ on the edge of the water
You could toss ’em in the back
Or you could strut ’em through the holler
Got a chrome stack, drivin’ through the back half

Of a back forty, forty ounces in a brown paper sack
In my boots, walkin’ on the edge of the water
You could toss ’em in the back
Or you could strut ’em through the holler

Got a chrome stack, drivin’ through the back half
Of a back forty, forty ounces in a sack
“three chords and the truth” comin’ through the radio static
Six~speed, six~seven, but you know it’s automatic

Like hittin’ daytona, last lap around the corner
Man, you know i know what i oughta do
Is get back to my boots
Yeah, yeah

Get on back to my boots
Hey
Walkin’ on the edge of the water
You could toss ’em in the back

Or you could strut ’em through the holler
Gettin’ back to my boots
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rich lafleur Lyrics – back to my boots

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back to my boots