You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You've been a'messin'
Where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'
And now someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walking,
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you
You keep lying
When you oughta be truthing
And you keep losing
When you oughta not bet
You keep saming
When you oughta be a'changin'
Now what's right is right
But you ain't been right yet
These boots are made for walking,
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you
You keep playing where
You shouldn't be playing
And you keep thinking
That you'll never get burnt
Well, I've just found me
A brand new box of matches, yeah
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
These boots are made for walking,
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you
Are you ready, boots?
Start walking
