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Jackson Truluck
Jackson Truluck
Songwriter
Horace Wendell Goins III
Horace Wendell Goins III
Songwriter

Texty

I wore sneakers and he wore boots
He'd get tired and need a minute or two
He ruled that house with a heavy hand
Taught me what it takes to be a man
To walk in those boots for just one day
I often wonder what he'd say
I thank the lord every morning for my old man
Just in case I don't get the chance
I thank the lord for those ole boots
I wonder what a mile was like in those shoes
My Daddy always taught me who our Daddy was
Cause he's the only one we could really trust
Both had laces
One had dirt
Both had soul
One had hurt
I could never
Pay you back
Those boots are worth way more than that
He kept us in church and busy on the farm
It kept us out of trouble and free from harm
I look back on memories of old
Life without him can make you cold
I thank the lord for those ole boots
I wonder what a mile was like in those shoes
My Daddy always taught me who our Daddy was
Cause he's the only one we could really trust
Both had laces
One had dirt
Both had soul
One had hurt
I could never ever pay you back
Those boots are worth way more than that
Three Generations of our Hard work
Little bit of dirt never really hurt
Dirty Uniforms and Dirtier boots
Never were the kind to wear pressed suits
Work all day for an honest wage
Come home and find some Amazing Grace
Both had laces
One had dirt
Both had soul
One had hurt
I could never ever pay you back
Those boots are worth way more than that
I hope he knows my love is true
Cause now he wears sneakers and I wear boots
Written by: Horace Wendell Goins III, Jackson Dakota Truluck
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