Intro:  F#  A B   (six times) 
 
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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 
    A             B            A                   B 
She never saw it comin when I turned the sprinkler on 
      A                   B                        A    B 
She looked up from the dishes, right there on the front lawn 


F#           A     B      F#                A   B 
Nothin but cowboy boots, set your spirit free 
   F#                   A         B          F#          A    B 
That wild wild west and birthday suit is the remedy, for modesty 
F#m      B                 A                                 B 
It ain't proper, it ain't couth, but folks remember what you do 
   F#    A - B      F#          ( A ) ( B ) ( F# ) 
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 
( F#    B    A ) 
 
F#m                           Bm 
I came home late tonight, you just smiled at my surprise 
   B                     A  B  F#  A B (four times)     F# 
I see you comin down the hall                      in nothin 
 
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