Walk A Mile

Shot glass clanging ol' jukebox singing

Something 'bout a neon light

Pool balls cracking, pretty girls laughing

At some drunk guy's pickup line

My Friday nights might be wasted time to you

But you might just get it, if you walk a mile in my boots

Take your left, pick it up

Take your right, set it down

Do it over and over 'til you get to town

You might get thirsty, but buddy, don't worry 'cause it ain't that far

Walk a mile in my boots, and you'll wind up at a bar

I try to stay home and rest my bones

When the weekend rolls around

I try to drink water like they say I oughta

But the plastic bottles let me down

Then my boys start calling saying we got things to do

Yeah, you might just get it, if you walk a mile in my boots

Take your left, pick it up

Take your right, set it down

Do it over and over 'til you get to town

You might get thirsty, but buddy, don't worry 'cause it ain't that far

Walk a mile in my boots, and you'll wind up at a bar

Throw your boots on, I'll show you the way

If you got the overworked, underpaid five O' clock Friday blues

Come on and take a load off and walk a mile in my boots

Naw, and it ain't that far

Walk a mile in my boots and you'll wind up at a bar

Damn, all this walking around's got me thirsty