Intro: F# A B (six times)F# It was Indiana, a summer day, I was 3 years old My momma said go out and play well I did what I was toldA B A B She never saw it comin when I turned the sprinkler onA B A B She looked up from the dishes, right there on the front lawnF# A B F# A B Nothin but cowboy boots, set your spirit freeF# A B F# A B That wild wild west and birthday suit is the remedy, for modestyF#m B A B It ain't proper, it ain't couth, but folks remember what you doF# A-B F# (A) (B) (F#) In nothin oh nothin but cowboy boots All it takes when you're 18 is your buddy's double dare It was eight o'clock on a Friday night in the middle of town square I couldn't hear the sirens cause so many people cheared By the time the sheriff showed up I was grinnin ear to ear CHORUSsolo (F# B A)F#m Bm I came home late tonight, you just smiled at my surprise B A B F# A B (four times) F# I see you comin down the hall in nothin CHORUS
Nothin But Cowboy Boots
Blue County
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