Just in my Boots

Just in my Boots

Fiesty Country Music, Female

03:14

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Just in my Boots

[Verse]
Friday night at the ol' wood shack,
Boys are dealing cards, I'm dressing back.
Chips piled high, eyes on the prize,
I ain't scared of a little surprise.
[Verse 2]
Billy's bluffin', I can see his tell,
Jake's already out, he's mad as hell.
Tom's watchin' close, thinkin' he'll win,
But I'm holdin' my cards with a devilish grin.
[Chorus]
Playin' strip poker with the boys from town,
Holdin' my ground, ain't ever backin' down.
They might laugh, but I ain't gonna lose,
Not givin' in 'til I'm in nothin' but my boots.
[Verse 3]
Shirt's comin' off, got my lucky charms,
Boys are squirming, they're about to disarm.
Win or lose, it's all just for fun,
But they won't know what hit 'em 'til I'm the one.
[Bridge]
Bet your wages, ante up high,
Gonna keep on playin', watch 'em sigh.
Aces in my sleeve, hearts in my boots,
Gonna leave 'em speechless, tied up in roots.
[Chorus]
Playin' strip poker with the boys from town,
Holdin' my ground, ain't ever backin' down.
They might laugh, but I ain't gonna lose,
Not givin' in 'til I'm in nothin' but my boots.