Boots & Moonshine Edit

I rode into town with a grin and a Plan. Dust on my jacket, guitar in my hand. Sheriff just stared like, "Son, don't you start." But the band hit a chord, and the whole Place sparked. Hey. Old folks laughin', young hearts on fire. I tip my hat to the neon choir. Bartender said, "Boy, you're trouble tonight." I said, "Ma'am, I'm trouble done right." Boots. Boots on the floor make the whole room shake. Raise that glass for the bad choices we make. Hey, hey. We don't need no sleep. Hey, Moonshine smiles and the good times keep. Round and round till the sunrise shows. Hands up high where the wild wind blows. Hey, hey. Let the fiddle sing. Ya dig, dig. Cowboy heart. Where the party sways. Stomp, stomp. Hear that wood light crack. Clap, Bring the low end back. One more breath, let the silence grow. Three, two, one. Let the bass line go. Boom. Boots on the floor. Make it shake. I danced with a cowgirl, stars in her eyes. She spun like a lasso, lightning in thighs. Banjo went crazy, fiddle went fast. Even the preacher said, "Lord, let it last." Poker table buzzin', chips in the air. Somebody holler, "He's winning unfair." I winked at fate like, "Come take your shot." Fate said, "Nice try," and I ordered a lot. Boots on the floor make the whole room shake. Raise that glass for the bad choices we make. Hey, hey. We don't need no sleep. Hey, Hey. Moonshine smiles and the good times keep. Round and round till the sunrise shows. Hands up high where the wild wind blows. Hey, hey. Let the fiddle sing. Cowboy heart where the party Sways. Hands up, hat down. Here we go. Cut the lights. Let the speakers glow. Hold that note. Let the whole bar freeze. Now break it open. Like a shot on three. Boom. Boots on the floor. Make it shake. At dawn I rode out, but not far away. 'Cause the rhythm in my reels wouldn't let me Behave. My horse was like, "Boss, You're late again." I said, "Partner, I'm rich in friends." Left my boot prints all over the night. Hey. Left my worries at the saloon light. If you need me, I'll be where the fun Begins. Chasing loud laughter across the plains. Boom. Boots on the floor make the whole room Shake. Raise that glass for the bad choices we Make. Hey, hey. We don't need no Sleep. Hey, Moonshine smiles and the good times keep. Hey, hey. Round and round till the sunrise shows. Hands up high where the wild wind blows. Boom. Let the fiddle sing. Cowboy heart where the party Sways. Boom. Moonshine. Bass line. See you at the next saloon, In the sky.