The Boot - Alan Jackson

Well, the rain was comin' down sideways

When he made it into the bar

The water got through the hole in his boot

So, he sat down to take it off

And he saw me sittin' up on a barstool

Watchin' TV and drinkin' beer

And I said, «What the hell happened to you, boy

That you wound up in here?»

So, he told me all about her

And how good things had been

And how it all got tough with the money and love

And I was drinkin' and listenin' to him

When he got to the part about leavin'

And gettin' caught out in the storm

I took another sip of my beer

Set the bottle down on the bar and said

It’s your life

And I’m not you, but if I were

I’d put my foot in the boot

Put the boot in the truck

Put the truck in the road

And go home to her

Well, he told me it was complicated

And I just shook my head

I said, «You wanna see hard, try livin' in bars

Your whole life tryin' to forget»

'Cause I lost a girl like yours once

And buddy, you better believe

I wouldn’t be sittin' here talkin' to you

If somebody’d said to me

It’s your life

And I’m not you, but if I were

I’d put my foot in the boot

Put the boot in the truck

Put the truck in the road

And go home to her

When he told her about the rain

The boot, the bar and me

I bet she smiled and cried just a little

He put his foot in the boot

Put the boot in the truck

Put the truck on the road

And went home to her