There they go again,
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It happens every time
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I try to leave
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But they just wont tow the line
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They¡¯ve got a mind of their own
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When it comes to you
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That¡¯s the only time
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They tell me what to do
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These boots were made for walking back to you
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Cause every time I go,
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That¡¯s all they want to do
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I say goodbye,
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But they say we¡¯re not through
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Cause these boots were made for walking back to you
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They¡¯re only leather and nails,
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A little worn at the seams
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But they¡¯re convinced they know what¡¯s best for me
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I say I¡¯m gone for good,
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But they¡¯re the ones in control
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Sometimes I think they own me,
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Heart and soul
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[Chorus]
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These boots were made for walking back to you
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Cause every time I go,
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That¡¯s all they want to do
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I say goodbye,
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But they say we¡¯re not through
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Cause these boots were made for walking back to you
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I say goodbye,
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And they say we¡¯re not through
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Cause these boots were made for walking,
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They might as well do all my talking
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Cause these boots were made for walking back to you.
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Walkin' Back To You
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| Diane Chase |
