Boots on

Man, I've been working too hard,
Ten hour days and I'm tired. [bad word]  this knuckle busted,
Back breaking, no paying job.
Know where I'm going from here,
Hot headed women, cold beer.
Kick up my heels for a little while
And do it country style.

In my dirty 'ole 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 going out with my boots on.

How I keep catching her eye?
Man, I keep wondering why
Ain't nothing special 'bout
An "awe shucks" country boy.
Lord, she's sure looking good
Like something from Hollywood.
She got me thinking that I just might
Leave here with her tonight.

In my dirty 'ole 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 going out with my boots on.

'Cause I am who I am
And that's the man I'm gonna be, yeah!
And when the Lord comes calling, well,
He ain't gonna have to holler, y'all,
There'll be no trouble finding me.

In my dirty 'ole 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 going out with my boots on, with my boots on.
He's gonna take me home, Lord, with my boots on.