Boots Songtext
von Brooke White

If you wanna make a killing
Better work for it, work for it
Go to work for it
If you′re ready and you're willing
Darling, don′t you quit, don't you quit
Better stick with it

If you don't know what I′m saying
Let me write it down, I′ll write it down
So you can sound it out
If you wanna know the secret
Baby, turn it down, turn it down
You better turn it down

Baby, tonight's your night
Only the brave survive
Get on that horse and ride
If you wanna feel, if you wanna feel alive
Put your boots on
Boo-boo-boo-boots on
Put your boots on


Everyone′s got an opinion
Yeah, it's talk, talk, talk
If y′all don't walk that walk
It′s all just talk
And if they feel like preaching
They can preach to the choir, preach to the choir
Let them tell it to the fire

If you want it, you can have it
You can work it out, work it out
Come on, work it out
'Cause we gon' keep on dancing
′Til our legs give out, our legs give out
′Til we're in the ground

Baby, tonight′s your night
Only the brave survive
Get on that horse and ride
If you wanna feel, if you wanna feel alive
Put your boots on
Boo-boo-boo-boots on
Put your boots on


Get in line (Get in line)
Roll up your sleeves (Roll up your sleeves)
Don't be afraid (Don′t be afraid)
Use a little elbow grease
Dig in your heels (Dig in your heels)
And stomp your feet (Stomp your feet)
Saddle on up, come learn to ride
Gonna hit the street

Put your boots on
Yeah
Oh, put your boots on
Oh
Put your boots on
Yeah
Put your, put your, put your boots on
Oh
Put your boots on
Yeah
Oh, put your boots on
Put your boots on