Boots The Dead South

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[Verse 1]
Seven long years, I waited for you
You played your games, I played mine too
While I wait for you
Courtin' calls and lots of hurt
Girls are cryin' and I'm lying in the dirt
Tryin' to make this work
I'm a big jerk
Fooled by your smirk

[Verse 2]
Pulled out your gun, shootin' me with words
Right through the head, oh, just like I deserve
Throw me to the curb
All them old folks gatherin' round me
Point and laugh, oh, while they watch me bleed
I'm starting to believe
This is not a dream
Completely obscene

[Verse 3]
Bury me in the cold hard ground
Throw my body in while I'm lyin' down
Then you steal my crown
Before you leave me lyin' in the dirt
Take off my boots and give 'em to the herd
All them sad words
Beaten and disturbed
Company deserved