Drinkin’ Boots Lyrics by Tucker Wetmore
They’ve seen some all-night benders
They been from Vegas down to Memphis
Known to walk the line
They got a mind of their own
They don’t like to go home
And sit on the floor all alone
They ain’t my Sunday mornings but they get me hallelujah ***
Ain’t my muddy back porches but they’re workin’ overtime
They lead me to the whiskey
They know what it makes me do
Yeah my drinkin’ boots get me walking back to you
Yeah they do
You smile when I show up and
Kick ’em off by the bed side
Sayin’ things like you’re back in then
Play it off in the sunrise
Ain’t sayin’ it’s a bad thing but
I can only take so much
I swear we’re done till I
Slip ’em on
They ain’t my Sunday mornings but they get me hallelujah ***
Ain’t my muddy back porches but they’re workin’ overtime
They lead me to the whiskey
They know what it makes me do
Yeah my drinkin’ boots get me walking back to you
Yeah they do
When it comes to layin’ in this bed I made
Yeah these worn out leathers takes a whole lot of blame
They ain’t my Sunday mornings but they get me hallelujah ***
Ain’t my muddy back porches but they’re workin’ overtime
They lead me to the whiskey
They know what it makes me do
Yeah my drinkin’ boots get me walking back to you
Yeah they do