Boots, Buckles & Bolos Ian Munsick

[Verse 1]
It wasn't my daddy's money
Or a jacked-up pickup line
It wasn't my land in the country
That made my baby mine
It wasn't 'cause that girl was lonely
Soaking up a broken heart
It wasn't 'cause I was the only
Cowboy in that bar

[Chorus]
It was that square-toe do-si-do
And a slow dance on the sawdust
That had her asking me my name
It was that rodeo, silver gold
From a bronc in colorado
Helped turn that neon spark into a flame
And it was that turquoise hand-me-down
Hanging 'round my neck that let me know
My baby loves boots, buckles, and bolos

[Verse 2]
She likes my old blue heeler
Catching rainbows on the fly
And four high on my four-wheeler
And a bareback mountain ride
She likes shooting my Winchеster
The Wrangler in my jеans
But it was them two two-steppers
That swept her off her feet