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(Here's a little song about boots and a darlin' named Nancy) |
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You keep sayin' you got something for me something you call love but confess |
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You've been messin' where you shouldn't been messin' (that's right) |
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And now someone else is a gettin' all your best |
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These boots are made for walkin' and that's just what they'll do |
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One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you |
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[bass] |
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You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthen |
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And you keep loosin' when you ought enough bad |
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You keep samin' when you oughta be changin' |
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Now what's right is right and you ain't been right yet (listen to me) |
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These boots are made for walkin'... |
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[horns] |
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You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin' |
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And you keep thinkin' that you'll never get burned |
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Well I've just found me a brand new box of matches |
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And what he knows you ain't that time to learn |
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These boots are made for walkin'... |
