hypcollector
Lyrics
I ain't got no boots,
Ain't got no boots.
Going to Ft. Worth in my shoes.
Ye Old Bull And Bush,
Ye Old Bull And Bush.
Gonna bring my own food.
Then it's Billy Strings,
Then it's Billy Strings.
Gonna knock off the arena roof.
We'll get in the groove.
He'll take us through our moods.
We might get high.
We might get high.
I ain't got no boots,
Ain't got no boots.
Going to Ft. Worth in my shoes.
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