Nothin' But Cowboy Boots

It was Indiana, a summer day And I was three years old My momma said go out to play Well, I did what I was told She never saw it comin' When I turned the sprinkler on She looked up from the dishes And right there in the front lawn Nothing but cowboy boots Sets your spirit free That wild, wild western birthday suit Is the remedy for modesty It ain't proper, it ain't cool But folks remember what you do In nothing, whoa, nothing but cowboy boots Well, all it takes when you're eighteen Is your buddy's double dare It was eight o'clock on a Friday night In the middle of Town Square Couldn't hear the sirens 'Cause so many people cheered When the sheriff showed up I was grinnin' ear to ear In nothin' but cowboy boots Sets your spirit free That wild, wild western birthday suit Is the remedy for modesty It ain't proper, it ain't cool But folks remember what you do In nothing, whoa, nothing but cowboy boots I came home late tonight You just smiled at my surprise I see ya comin' down the hall Whoa, in nothing, whoa Nothing but cowboy boots Sets your spirit free That wild, wild western birthday suit Is the remedy for modesty It ain't proper, it ain't cool But folks remember what you do In nothing, whoa, nothing, no, no Nothing but those cowboy boots Oh no, no, nothin', no Nothing but those cowboy boots