Intro:  F#5  A5 B5   (six times) 
 
F#5 
It was Indiana, a summer day, I was 3 years old 

My momma said go out and play well I did what I was told 
    A5             B5            A5                   B5 
She never saw it comin when I turned the sprinkler on 
      A5                   B5                        A5    B5 
She looked up from the dishes, right there on the front lawn 


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Nothin but cowboy boots, set your spirit free 
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That wild wild west and birthday suit is the remedy, for modesty 
F#5      B5                 A5                                 B5 
It ain't proper, it ain't couth, but folks remember what you do 
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In nothin   oh nothin    but  cowboy  boots  
 
All it takes when you're 18 is your buddy's double dare 

It was eight o'clock on a Friday night in the middle of town square 

I couldn't hear the sirens cause so many people cheared 

By the time the sheriff showed up I was grinnin ear to ear 
 
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solo 
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I came home late tonight, you just smiled at my surprise 
   B5                     A5  B5  F#5  A5 B5 (four times)     F#5 
I see you comin down the hall                      in nothin 
 
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