Paroles de Dozen pairs of boots

It looks everywhere i go always get myself in trouble
Cause the girls i pick on ain't the saintest kind
And i wind up running barefoot to hell and think of clover
Cause the neck i value most of all is mine

That's why i left the blue shirt hanging on the bed post in seattle
My levi's float on san francisco bay
And i left the stetson hanging in the hallway down in dallas
And a dozen pair of boots along the way

Now betty was a sweet thing i was courting in seattle
She swore to me she was nobody's wife
But how was i to know she had a boyfriend big as dallas
And i bid that one good shirt for one good life

That's why i left the blue shirt hanging...
( fiddle )
Now susie had a big yacht we anchored in the harbor
She said she was alone at least today
When he climbed aboard i swam for shore praying i could get there
Lost the levi's while i made my get-a-way

That's why i left the blue shirt hanging...
That's why i left the blue shirt hanging...