Lainey Wilson - Those Boots (Deddy's Song)

Mama kept a mat there by the door
So Deddy could kick 'em off and let the mud dry on the porch
They wouldn't stay there long
Before I had 'em inside on
Going clickety clack and scratching up mama's floor

Next morning he'd say, "Lainey, bring 'em here"
And I'd drag 'em from my room straight to his chair
He'd put 'em on his feet
They'd always bunch up his jeans
Well, I made it my job to pull 'em back over the top

Of those boots, they walk right with the Lord
Those boots would only drive a Ford
Those boots made a damn good living
Spun my mama all around the kitchen
Those boots will never go out of style
One day they'll walk me down the aisle
I pray everyday, one day I will
Find a man to fill
Those boots

Yeah, twenty years and a couple re soles later
He still makes the time for a combine ride with mama on them forty acres
And he's sure made it hard
To find that kind of heart
The kind that holds it all together
With all that love and leather

Those boots, they walk right with the Lord
Those boots would only drive a Ford
Those boots made a damn good living
Spun my mama all around the kitchen
Those boots will never go out of style
One day they'll walk me down the aisle
I pray everyday, one day I will
Find a man to fill
Those boots

Those beat up ol' size tens
They ain't nothing without him
But man, when he steps in
Those boots

Those boots they walk right with the Lord
Those boots would only drive a Ford
Those boots made a damn good living
Spun my mama all around the kitchen
Those boots will never go out of style
One day they'll walk me down the aisle
I pray everyday one day I will
Find a man to fill
Those boots
Those boots

Written by:
Lainey Wilson, Terri Jo Box, Trent Tomlinson

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