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These Boots (Eric Church)

		Capo 3rd fret  
 
 G  
These boots  
 C G  
Counted off many a band  
 C G  
Playing one night road house stands  
 Em D/F#  
For tips and empty rooms  
 
 G  
These boots  
 C G  
Have stood toe to toe  
 C G  
With the biggest baddest joes  
 Em D/F# C  
Like they had some things to prove  
 G  
These boots  
 G  
Yeah, these boots  
 C G  
More than once saved my ass  
 C G  
Like the time they hid that grass  
 Em D/F#  
From those cops in Tupelo  
 
 G  
And these boots  
 C G  
Have danced with the devil  
 C G  
And nearly lost that battle  
 Em D/F# C  
To wild irish rose  
 
 
D C G  
I wore out more soles  
 D/F# G  
Than I care to count  
 C G  
I done more stupid things than most  
 D  
Would dare to  
 
 D C G  
I kick myself more times than not  
 D/F# Em  
For the roads they lead me down  
 C G/B D  
But the damnedest thing I've ever seen them Do  
 C Em D C Em D  
Is walking out on you  
 
 G  
These boots  
 C G  
Had to see California  
 C G  
And an Arizona morning  
 Em D/F#  
Where God paints the sky  
 
 G  
And these boots  
 C G  
Had to spur that beast in Cheyenne  
 C G  
Thought that bull'd make me a real man  
 Em D/F# C  
I still drag that leg sometimes  
 
 
D C G  
I wore out more soles  
 D/F# G  
Than I care to count  
 C G  
I done more stupid things than most  
 D  
Would dare to  
 
 D C G  
I kick myself more times than not  
 D/F# Em  
For the roads they lead me down  
 C G/B D  
But the damnedest thing I've ever seen them Do  
 C Em D C Em D  
Is walking out on you  
 
 G  
These boots  
 C G  
Are one step from the door  
 C G  
They walked out of years before  
 Em D/F#  
I can almost see her now  
 
 G  
These boots  
 C G  
Oughta kick 'at door aside  
 C G  
Stomp out my foolish pride  
 Em D  
But they just turn around  
 
C Em D  
  
 C Em D  
Damn these boots  
 C Em D  
Damn these boots  
 C Em D  
These boots  
 
C Em D Repeat until end