In My Boots Songtext
von Markus Meier

It′s three o'clock and it′s stinking hot in town
It's been a while and you're rolling them miles around
The gates at eight, but until then
I′ll be catching up with my old friends
Talking ′bout a woman sinking Queensland diesel down

Take the keys to the ute
We'll light her up and cut it loose
And if I come undone from having too much fun
Throw me over your shoulder, take me home
Put me to bed in my boots

The moon′s hanging like a spotlight over the cane
It's John O′s round and he's lining up another train
The local band′s cranking it up
Too much of this could be a bit too much
Still I'm talking 'bout a woman and putting those bunnies away


Take the keys to the ute
We′ll light her up and cut it loose
And if I come undone from having too much fun
Throw me over your shoulder, take me home
Put me to bed in my boots

Take the keys to the ute
We′ll light her up and cut it loose
And if I come undone from having too much fun
Throw me over your shoulder, take me home
Put me to bed in my boots

Take the keys to the ute
We'll light her up and cut it loose
And if I come undone from having too much fun
Throw me over your shoulder, take me home
Put me to bed in my boots
Throw me over your shoulder, take me home
Put me to bed in my boots