| Have some scratches and some holes from rusty nails
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| Have some dirt and dust from all those broken trails
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| But you shine 'em up brand new
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| Girl, like only you could do
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| Somehow you put this runaway train back on the rails
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| Yeah, these boots, never walkin' out on you
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| They ain’t got no more running left to do
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| Whoa, here I am
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| Whoa, forever your man
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| These boots, never walkin', walkin' out on you
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| It’s a miracle they found their way to your door
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| It’s like they forgot all the places they been before, oh
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| Took a while to find their place
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| Girl, you know they’re here to stay
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| Yeah, these boots, never walkin' out on you
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| They ain’t got no more running left to do
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| Whoa, here I am
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| Whoa, forever your man
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| Girl, these boots, never walkin', walkin' out on you, oh
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| These boots are never walkin' (No, not this time)
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| These boots are never walkin' (No, not this time)
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| These boots are never walkin' out on you
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| Oh, these boots, never walkin' out on you
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| Girl, they ain’t got no more running left to do
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| Whoa, here I am
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| Whoa, forever your man
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| Girl, these boots, never walkin', walkin' out on you
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| (Yeah!)
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| Oh, never walkin', baby |