There once was a man

His name was Billy Joe

Everywhere that he went

His boots were sure to go

He'd wear them to the pub

He'd work them at the shed

They'd still be on his feet

When he took a woman to bed hey!

One day his boots would take him down a dark hill road

A drunk was driving a truck

But how was poor Billy to know

There was a swerve, there was a screech and then there was a thud

The only thing left was Billy's boots in the mud. No!

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

Bootstrap Billy

Hey!

Ho!

Hey!

Ho!

Billy he lived a good life

You know he lived it well

Many say "Oh, that drunken fool he went to hell"

But you and I we know better and I'll tell ya why

I hear he still wears his boots in the big pub in the sky!

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

Bootstrap Billy

Hey!

Ho!

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

Bootstrap Billy

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

Bootstrap Billy (Bootstrap Billy)

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