Boots On

Man, I've been workin too hardTen hour days and I'm tiredDamn this knuckle busted', Back breakin', no paying jobKnow where I'm goin from hereHot headed women, cold beerKick up my heels for a little whileAnd do it country style[Chorus]In my dirty 'ole hatWith my crooked little grinGranny beaded neckAnd these calloused handsAnd a muddy pair of jeansWith that copenhagen ringNo need to change a thing, hey y'allI'm going out with my boots onHow I keep catching her eyeMan, I keep wondering whyAin't nothing special 'boutAn "awe shucks" country boyLord, she's sure lookin' goodLike something from HollywoodShe got me thinkin' that I just mightLeave here with her tonight[Chorus]'Cause I am who I am and that'sThe man I'm gonna be, yeahAnd when the Lord comes callin', Well, he ain't gonna haveTo holler, y'allThere'll be no trouble finding me[Chorus]With my boots onHe's gonna take me homeLord, with my boots on