Lyrics

My boots they are busted My mind is all messed up It seems to make a dime I've gotta spend a buck To keep up with the times Is a losing man's game I need a cold beer And a country song Before I go insane I think we all need a country song Oh one that we can sing along to That reminds us of days that are gone And makes you wanna drink a few So put your hat and your pearlsnap on Call your baby on the telephone Meet up at the honky tonk And dance away to a country song There's something about That steel guitar Singing like an angel choir The sound of boots On a wooden floor That I always will admire When I up and die Won't you play that fiddle at my grave Let the Good Lord And a country song Carry me away I think we all need a country song Oh one that we can sing along to That reminds us of days that are gone And makes you wanna drink a few So put your hat and your pearlsnap on Call your baby on the telephone Meet up at the honky tonk And dance away to a country song Put your hat and your pearlsnap on Call your baby on the telephone Meet up at the honky tonk And dance away to a country song Meet up at the honky tonk And dance away to a country song
Writer(s): Grayson Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out