Boots On

Man, I've been workin' too hard, ten-hour days, and I'm tired Damn, this knuckle busted, back breakin', no payin' job Know where I'm goin' from here, hot-headed women, cold beer Kick up my heels for a little while and do it country-style In my dirty ol' hat with my crooked little grin Granny beaded neck and these calloused hands And a muddy pair of jeans, with that Copenhagen ring No need to change a thing Hey y'all, I'm goin' out with my boots on How I keep catchin' her eye, man, I keep wonderin' why Ain't nothin' special 'bout an awe-shucks country boy Lord, she's sure lookin' good, like somethin' from Hollywood She got me thinkin' that I just might leave here with her tonight In my dirty ol' hat, with my crooked little grin Granny beaded neck and these calloused hands And a muddy pair of jeans, with that Copenhagen ring No need to change a thing Hey y'all, I'm goin' out with my boots on Because I am who I am and that's the man I'm gonna be, yeah And when the Lord comes callin', well He ain't gonna have to holler, y'all There'll be no trouble findin' me In my dirty ol' hat, with my crooked little grin Granny beaded neck and these calloused hands And a muddy pair of jeans, with that Copenhagen ring No need to change a thing Hey y'all, I'm goin' out with my boots on With my boots on He's gonna take me home Lord, with my boots on