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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lainey Wilson
Lainey Wilson
Vocals
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Keyboards
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Drums
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Guitar
Charlie Worsham
Charlie Worsham
Acoustic Guitar
Aslan Freeman
Aslan Freeman
Acoustic Guitar
JoAnna Janet
JoAnna Janet
Background Vocals
Joel King
Joel King
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lainey Wilson
Lainey Wilson
Songwriter
Terri Jo Box
Terri Jo Box
Songwriter
Trent Tomlinson
Trent Tomlinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Producer
Jason Hall
Jason Hall
Mixing Engineer
Jimmy Mansfield
Jimmy Mansfield
Assistant Engineer
Josh Groppel
Josh Groppel
Engineer
Jaxon Hargrove
Jaxon Hargrove
Assistant Engineer
Court Blankenship
Court Blankenship
Assistant Producer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Mama kept a mat there by the door
So Deddy could kick 'em off and let the mud dry on the porch
They wouldn't stay there long
Before I had 'em inside on
Going clickety clack and scratching up Mama's floor
[Verse 2]
Next morning he'd say Lainey bring 'em here
And I'd drag 'em from my room straight to his chair
He'd put 'em on his feet
They'd always bunch up his jeans
Well I made it my job to pull 'em back over the top
[Verse 3]
Of those boots, they walk right with the Lord
Those boots would only drive a Ford
Those boots made a damn good living
Spun my mama all around the kitchen
Those boots will never go out of style
One day they'll walk me down the aisle
I pray everyday, one day I will
Find a man to fill
Those boots
[Verse 4]
Yeah, twenty years and a couple re-soles later
He still makes the time for a combine ride with Mama on them forty acres
And he's sure made it hard
To find that kind of heart
The kind that holds it all together
With all that love and leather
[Verse 5]
Those boots, they walk right with the Lord
Those boots would only drive a Ford
Those boots made a damn good living
Spun my mama all around the kitchen
Those boots will never go out of style
One day they'll walk me down the aisle
I pray everyday, one day I will
Find a man to fill
Those boots
[Verse 6]
Those beat up ole size tens
They ain't nothing without him
But man, when he steps in those boots
[Verse 7]
Those boots they walk right with the Lord
Those boots would only drive a Ford
Those boots made a damn good living
Spun my mama all around the kitchen
Those boots will never go out of style
One day they'll walk me down the aisle
I pray everyday one day I will
Find a man to fill
Those boots
Those boots
Written by: Lainey Wilson, Terri Jo Box, Trent Tomlinson
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