These Boots Are Made for Walkin' (Radio Edit) - Jessica Simpson

You keep saying you got something for me Something you call love but confess You've been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin' And now someone else is getting all your best Well, these boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll Do One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin' You keep losing when you oughta not bet You keep samin' when you oughta be a'changin' What's right is right but you ain't been right yet These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you (Instrumental Break) You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt (HAH) Well, I've just found me a brand new box of matches (YEAH) And what he knows you ain't had time to learn These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you SPOKEN: Are you ready, boots? Start walkin'

Are you ready boots? Start walkin'! You keep saying you've got something for me Something you call love, but confess You've been messin' Where you shouldn't have been a messin' And now someone else is gettin' all your best These boots are made for walking, And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin' And you keep losin' when you oughta not bet You keep samin' when you oughta be changin' Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet These boots are made for walking, And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin And you keep thinkin' that you'll never get burnt Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah And what he know you ain't had time to learn These boots are made for walking, And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you Walkin'! These boots are made for walking, And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you

You keep sayin' You've got something for me Something you call love but confess You've been a-messing Where you shouldn't been messing And now someone else is gettin' all your best These boots are made for walkin' And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you You keep lying when you ought to be truthin' And you keep losin' when you ought to not bet You keep samein' when you ought to be changin' What's right is right But you ain't been right yet Well, These boots are made for walkin' And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you. (Guitar solo) You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin' And you keep thinkin' That you'll never get burned Well, I just found me a brand new box of matches And what he knows, you ain't had time to learn. These boots are made for walkin' And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you

(L. hazelwood) You keep saying You got something for me Something' you call love But confess You've been messin' Where you shouldn't have been messin' And now someone else Is getting all your best These boots are made for walking And that's just what they'll do And one of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you You keep lying' When you oughta be truthing You keep losing When you oughta not bet You keep 'same-in' When you oughta be changing Now, what's right is right But you ain't been right yet My boots are made for walking And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you You keep playing When you shouldn't be playing You keep thinking You'll never get burned I just found me A brand new box of matches And what he knows now You ain't got time to learn These boots are made for walking And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you Are you ready boots? Try to walk

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Wish I was riding the steam train Right out of the pages of time Down through the ol' Roaring Twenties To the fall of 1929 Back in heyday of railroads Before airplanes fluttered and flew Color me in like a cartoon hobo Doing what bums used to do Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Show me hopping a freight train Somewhere south of the yard Make it a Santa Fe boxcar Paint it all rusty and hard Sketch out an old hobo jungle Make the old days come alive on the page Build a rough shack Down by thе track Weather it heavy with agе Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Sometimes things are great to remember Some are too good to forget Things back then were so different Some things we think of them yet Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon

Loneliness is settin' in How I feel, you don't know All my tomorrows, they depend On how my todays go Ain't seen your face for a few years or more You don't write, you don't call Tell me what are all the memories for When you don't remember at all? I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Maybe someday, you'll walk into Some bar I'm singing in You'll hang your head in sorrow and cry When you see the shape that I'm in Oh, I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name?

Decided to write a song for my hero Considering he's done so much for me He's the one that pulled me up when I fell down so low He's the one that led me through the darkness when I could not see Never met a man more gentle or any humbler Never once heard him raise his voice or saw him mad But I watched him break his back on coal and lumber To give her everything she never had Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him Born on a summer day in some dark holler Way back in the hills of Perry County Well he grew up poor and he never saw a dollar But a dollar ain't no good in a coal camp anyway Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him And if I'm half the man he is when I die I don't know if I could ask for too much more He taught me you only need one hand To count your real friends in this life But if you find true love you better take both arms And hold on til your sore