Erin Kinsey - Boys In Boots

                [Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Some girls like a boy born and raised in a city
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Yeah, the ones that never heard George Strait or Keith Whitley
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Like a high-rise view and a high-heeled night on the town

Mm

[Verse 2]
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Some girls like the way boys talk in California
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Love that west coast weather, whatever does it for you
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I ain't throwing no shade, but I’ll tell you one thing right now

Mm

[Chorus]
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Girls like me like ridin'
          
Roads that keep on windin'
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Gettin’ way out where them small town stars are shining
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Speakers with some static

Faded Wrangler jacket
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Him saying, "Baby," with that raised-up-round-here accent
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Yeah, blame it on this red in my roots
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Girls like me like boys in boots
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Girls like me like boys in boots....

[Verse 3]
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I like the way they sound when he's walking up the steps of my front porch
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And I like the way he leaves 'em sittin' by the screen door
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..That's how I know that he's home and he's all mine

Oh, he's why

[Chorus]
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Girls like me like ridin'
          
Roads that keep on windin'
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Gettin’ way out where them small town stars are shining
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Speakers with some static

Faded Wrangler jacket
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Him saying, "Baby," with that raised-up-round-here accent
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Yeah, blame it on this red in my roots
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Girls like me like boys in boots

Oh, oh
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Girls like me like boys in boots.....

[Bridge]
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Carhartt on his sleeve
                        
Killin’ me with them green eyes
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..Boys like him make girls like me like

[Chorus]
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Ridin'

Roads that keep on windin'
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Gettin' way out where them small town stars are shining
                     G
Speakers with some static

Faded Wrangler jacket
              D                                     Bm
Him saying, "Baby," with that raised-up-round-here accent
       Em                          G
Yeah, blame it on this red in my roots
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Girls like me like boys in boots....
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Girls like me like boys in boots

[Outro]
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Girls like me like boys in boots...
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Girls like me like boys in boots

Oh, oh
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Girls like me like boys in boots....