These boots have counted off many a band   Playing one night roadhouse stands   For tips in empty rooms   These boots have stood toe-to-toe   with the biggest baddest joes   Like they had some things to prove   These boots      Yeah these boots more than once have saved my ass   Like the time they hid that grass   From those cops in Tupelo   And these boots have danced with the devil   and nearly lost that battle   to a wild-eyed Irish Rose      Chorus:   I wore out more soles than I care to count   Done more stupid things than most would dare to   I've kicked myself more times than not   for the roads they led me down   but the damndest thing I've ever seen them do    is walkin' out on you.      These boots had to see California    and an Arizona morning where God paints the sky   And these boots had to spur that beast in Cheyenne   Thought that bull'd make me a real man   I still drag that leg sometimes      (Chorus)      Now these boots are one step from the door   They walked out of years before   I can almost see her now   These boots ought to kick that door aside   Stomp out my foolish pride   But they just turn around   Damn these boots   Damn these boots   These boots