Tekst
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.