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
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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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