With a smile on her face, and a tear in her eye,
She handed me her boots and said "I hope they fit you right"
I slipped one foot in and much to my surprise,
We have the same damn feet that we roll to the sides.
They suited her well, across these wide open spaces
I got my grandmothers love, in an old pair of Luccheses.
After the war, with her country in shambles
She left her fate to the government who made it a gamble
They tossed the dice and she sailed to the states
With four kids in tow and two more on the way.
They suited her well, across these wide open spaces
I got my grandmothers love, in an old pair of Luccheses
In a whole new land, a young family on their own
With grandpa's 8 cents, they built them a home
And thirty years later for their anniversary
He bought her this token of their American dream
They suited her well, across these wide open spaces
I got my grandmothers love, in an old pair of Luccheses
She wore them in, but she never wore them out
Through every rainy season, and every Texas drought
With a smile on her face, and a tear in her eye,
She handed me her boots and said "I hope they fit you right."
