| Yeah, these old boots have roots
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| Just like my last name, I swear I will never bring it shame
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| Yeah, these old boots have roots
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| When the winds are bitter cold, I know this love of ours will hold
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| These old boots have roots
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| So I march to the beat of my heart pounding like a drum
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| Let 'em run me down, but I’ll stand my ground
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| No, I won’t forsake or forget where I come from
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| I swear I’ll never break your heart, only wanna make you smile
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| These old boots want nothing more than to walk you down the aisle
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| These old boots have roots
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| Yeah, these old boots have roots
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| They told the mark to walk the line, girl, only you can make them shine
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| Yeah, these old boots have roots
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| They’re tested, tried and true, walking side by side by you
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| These old boots have roots
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| So I march to the beat of my heart pounding like a drum
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| Let 'em run me down, but I’ll stand my ground
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| No I won’t forsake or forget where I come from
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| I swear I’ll never break your heart, only wanna make you smile
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| These old boots want nothing more than to walk you down the aisle
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| These old boots have roots
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| Yeah, these old boots have roots
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| They haul a heavy load, down a long and winding road
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| Yeah these old boots have roots
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| Strong as a live oak tree, someday you can bury me in
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| These old boots
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| So I march to the beat of my heart pounding like a drum
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| Let 'em run me down, but I’ll stand my ground
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| No I won’t forsake or forget where I come from
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| I swear I’ll never break your heart, only wanna make you smile
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| These old boots want nothing more than to walk you down the aisle
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| I’ll never bend for a dream, God knows I’ll never trade them in
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| For some shallow hearted soul bouncing back and forth again
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| Yeah, these old boots have roots
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| Yeah, these old boots have roots
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| Baby. |
| these old boots have roots |