Bone to Pick - Iron Boots

Skin to bone, steel to rust Ash to ashes, dust to dust Let tomorrow have its way With the promises we made Skin to bone, steel to rust Ash to ashes, dust to dust Your deception, my disgust When your name is finally drawn I'll be happy that you're gone Ash to ashes, dust to dust Ah, ash to ashes, dust to dust Ah, skin to bone and steel to rust Right to left, left to right Night to day and day to night As the starlight fades to grey I'll be marching far away Right to left and left to right Ah, ash to ashes, dust to dust Ah, skin to bone and steel to rust Let tomorrow have its way With the promises betrayed Skin to bone and steel to rust Skin to bone and steel to rust Skin to bone and steel to rust

I have boys in every country code Just a rollin' stoner on a roll I'd bring the cowgirl out and cock them guns Always leave before the cowboy comes Then I met you Saturday night, I tried to run away Sunday morning, I woke up fucked up, with you right next to me Had a flight booked to Japan, but you took me by the hand Now every morning I wake up with you right next to me I'm walking on air, kickin' my blues Everything stops when I'm with you So slide over here, tell me the truth I know you love me wearing nothing but your boots Never thought about that wifey life Wedding bells just made me wanna die But when you grab me and you spin me 'round You really screw my head up upside-down Then I met you Saturday night, I tried to run away Sunday morning, I woke up fucked up, with you right next to me Had a flight booked to Japan, but you took me by the hand Now every morning I wake up with you right next to me I'm walking on air, kickin' my blues Everything stops when I'm with you So slide over here, tell me the truth I know you love me wearing nothing but your boots If you can't handle these claws, you don't get this kitty Baby, pick me up, spin me 'round, take me on a ride Pull you by the belt, recognize that you're mine tonight Baby, pick me up, spin me 'round, take me on a ride Pull you by the belt, recognize that you're mine tonight I'm walking on air, kickin' my blues Everything stops, ah When I'm wearing, when I'm wearing, baby, nothing but your boots Nothing but your boots Nothing but your boots

You keep saying you got something for me Something you call love, but I call sex You've been kissing when you ought-a-be-a screwing And now someone else can kiss your ass These boots are made for walking, that's just what they'll do And one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you You been lying and there ain't no believing And you keep saying when you oughta-be into bed And you been staying when you ought-a-be-a leaving And what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet These boots are made for walking, that's just what they'll do And one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you You keep dressing ways you shouldn't be dressing And you keep thinking that you'll never get burned, ha! I just found me a brand new box spring mattress What? You know, bitch, you got a lot to learn These boots are made for walkin', that's just what they'll do And one of these days these boots are gonna stomp all over you Yeah! Are you ready boots? Are you ready boots? Are you ready boots? Start walking! And you think I'm kidding, don'tcha?!

There's boots like mine On the billboard by the highway, exit 209 All the signs point down to Broadway if you want that shine For a pretty dime then you can buy Boots like mine Ain't the kind my daddy still wears down on the line His old steel town steel toe pair built for overtime And extra miles blue collar style Raise it up, whatever you get high on Here's to leather and laced up nylon Rubber soles under old work benches Caked up treads in the trenches Raise it up, like a lighter in the sky salute To the shoes that paved a hard road through The dust, the mud, the blood The ones who paid the price For boots like mine Boots like mine In the second bedroom down the hall where a mother lies Waiting on a phone call from a satellite On the front lines where her baby wears a different kind Raise it up, whatever you get high on Here's to leather and laced up nylon Rubber soles under old work benches Caked up treads in the trenches Raise it up, like a lighter in the sky salute To the shoes that paved a hard road through The dust, the mud, the blood The ones who paid the price For boots like mine