| Wearing coveralls
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| That man made it all look easy
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| Working his table saw like a pro
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| And he’d say
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| Son, it’s an old machine
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| And the gears stay clean pretty easy
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| But it gets real mean when you go
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| Against the grain
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| I look around and I see
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| Boots on Broadway
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| They ain’t even broken in
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| Life on a walkway ain’t no life
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| Maybe I’m
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| Steeped in the old ways
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| Mine never see a closet, if
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| These were the old days you might find
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| More like my
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| Boots on Broadway
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| Doing the Nashville thing
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| Wanting to sing and play, nothing cheesy
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| Writing a different way from the soul
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| And they say
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| Son, it’s an old machine
|
| And the gears stay clean pretty easy
|
| But it gets real mean when you go
|
| Against the grain
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| I look around and I see
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| Boots on Broadway
|
| They ain’t even broken in
|
| Life on a walkway ain’t no life
|
| Maybe I’m
|
| Steeped in the old ways
|
| Mine never see a closet, if
|
| These were the old days you might find
|
| More like my
|
| Boots on Broadway
|
| And I see
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| Boots on Broadway
|
| They ain’t even broken in
|
| Life on a walkway ain’t no life
|
| Maybe I’m
|
| Steeped in the old ways
|
| Mine never see a closet, if
|
| These were the old days you might find
|
| More like my
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| Boots on Broadway
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| Boots on Broadway
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| Life is an old machine
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| And the gears stay clean pretty easy
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| But there’s a time you’ll see, when you go
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| Against the grain |