These Boots Are Made For Walkin' (The Voice Performance) - Grace Askew

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

She was a real sunrise A real surprise to the town Somewhere near Tularosa There's a place where everyone knows her And come up just to throw singles down They call her the cactus lady Long, dark hair braided as her thoughts Pigtails and peyote, dances like coyote To an old beat-up, hand-me-down jukebox Cactus lady Might be a little crazy But the cactus lady Is the biggest thing to ever happen to Highway 80 Her dreams are big as the railroad Running through the backyard every night She's sitting around here twisting Thinking of all she's missing Just tryna make a living and not a life A prickly pear margaritas And votives of Jesus burning at the bar Fly buzzing on 8 balls She tries a dozen outfits on Before it's showtime for the boys (yeah) Cactus lady Might be a little crazy But the cactus lady Is the biggest thing to ever happen to Highway 80 Oh, cactus lady Might be a little crazy But the cactus lady Is the biggest thing to ever happen to Highway 80 Yeah, she's the biggest thing to ever happen to Highway 80