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(Verse 1)
Well, these boots have seen some dusty trails,
Kicked up the dirt, and outrun my fails.
They’ve walked through storms, through fire and rain,
They’ve carried my heart through a world of pain.
But you’re lookin’ down like they tell my truth,
Don’t judge the man by his dirty old boots.
His look at my dirty old boots.
(Chorus)
Don’t look at my dirty old boots, look at me, babe,
I’m more than the miles that I’ve walked away.
There’s a story in these eyes if you take a chance,
I ain’t perfect, but I’m worth a dance.
So don’t look at my dirty old boots, look at me, babe.
(Verse 2)
These boots have stumbled, but they’ve never quit,
They’ve stood their ground when the world threw its shit.
They’ve climbed the peaks and sunk in the sand,
But they don’t hold the softness of a working man’s hand.
So if you’re searchin’ for my heart’s truth,
It ain’t hidden down in my dirty old boots.
(Chorus)
Don’t look at my dirty old boots, look at me, babe,
I’m more than the dust that the wind has laid.
There’s a fire in my soul if you take a peek,
I’m a little worn out, but I ain’t weak.
So don’t look at my dirty old boots, look at me, babe.
(Bridge)
Every scuff, every crack, every tear in the leather,
Is a road I’ve walked through stormy weather.
But the man who wears ‘em is standin’ tall,
And ready to give you his heart and all.
(Chorus)
Don’t look at my dirty old boots, look at me, babe,
I’m more than the paths that I’ve had to pave.
There’s a love in my chest that’s strong and true,
I’ll give it all, every piece to you.
So don’t look at my dirty old boots, look at me, babe.
(Outro)
Someday these boots will wear out and die,
But the man who wore ‘em will still stand by.
So take my hand, let me prove my truth,
Don’t look at my dirty old boots, look at me, babe.
