All week long I’m stuck in town Same old jeans, same old sounds Alarm clock yelling at my head Counting down till Friday hits Sun goes low, I’m done with work Dust on me, I don’t care Boots by the door, whiskey on my mind Yeah the weekend’s already there Soon as that leather hits my feet Something in me wakes up When I pull on my boots (my boots) I know who I am Little more wild (my boots) Little more man (my boots) Hat on my head, beer in my hand Yeah when I pull on my boots (my boots) I’m a country boy oh yeah (my boots, my boots) Bandana hanging on my neck Radio playing a country song Bar lights buzzing down the road Friday night is good to go Buddy’s texting “where are you?” Girl at the bar I used to know Couple shots, a jukebox song Yeah this boy starts to glow Ain’t trying to be someone else Just being who I am When I pull on my boots (my boots) I know who I am Little more wild (my boots) Little more man (my boots) Hat on my head, beer in my hand Yeah when I pull on my boots (my boots) I’m a country boy oh yeah (my boots, my boots) Don’t need much, just you and me Neon sign and a pickup truck If tomorrow ever comes I’ll deal with it when I’m done here When I pull on my boots (my boots) I know who I am Little more wild (my boots) Little more man (my boots) Hat on my head, beer in my hand Yeah when I pull on my boots (my boots) I’m a country boy oh yeah (my boots, my boots) My boots, my boots (my boots) Yeah that’s the truth (my boots) Soon as I pull on my boots (my boots)