Die with Your Boots on |
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Die with Your Boots on Lyrics |
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 Daddy was a gamblerBack in seventy-two He had a taste for the nightlife and he Loved his booze He had a woman on one arm And a tattoo on the other It was hard to read I don`t know what it said Somethin` about my mother I stood over his shoulder back in Bakersfield He had some rhinestone boots with those high ridin` heels He bet a ton of money On a hand I thought was dead When those sevens cleaned the table up He just looked around and said Sometimes you win Sometimes you won`t Sometimes you beat that devil Sometimes you don`t We`re all just killin` time Til the good Lord calls us home And the best that you can hope for is to die With your boots on I drive a big rig from shore to shore I`ve got a woman beside me And my name out on the door Can`t make no money If I don`t outrun the man That`s why you find me streakin` through the night Catch me if you can Sometimes you win Sometimes you won`t Sometimes you beat that devil Sometimes you don`t We`re all just killin` time Til the good Lord calls us home And the best that you can hope for is to die Sometimes you win Sometimes you won`t Sometimes you outrun that devil Sometimes you don`t We`re all just killin` time Til the good Lord calls us home And the best that you can hope for is to die With your boots on With your boots on |
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