Man, I've been workin too hard
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Ten hour days and I'm tired
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Damn this knuckle busted',
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back breakin', no paying job
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Know where I'm goin from here
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Hot headed women, cold beer
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Kick up my heels for a little while
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and do it country style
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In my dirty 'ole hat
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with my crooked little grin
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Granny beaded neck
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and these calloused hands
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And a muddy pair of jeans
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with that copenhagen ring
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No need to change a thing, hey y'all
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I'm going out with my boots on
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How I keep catching her eye
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Man, I keep wondering why
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Ain't nothing special 'bout
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an "awe shucks" country boy
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Lord, she's sure lookin' good
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Like something from Hollywood
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She got me thinkin' that I just might
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leave here with her tonight
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'Cause I am who I am and that's
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the man I'm gonna be, yeah
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And when the Lord comes callin',
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well, he ain't gonna have
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to holler, y'all
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There'll be no trouble finding me
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With my boots on
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He's gonna take me home
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Lord, with my boots on
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Boots On
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Randy Houser |