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Phil Campbell And The Bastard Sons

These Old Boots

 

These Old Boots

(album: Old Lions Still Roar - 2019)


This war ain't over
I'm an endless rover
Battle-hardened, ain't nowhere near done
Dream ain't ending
I'm through defending
A life worth living that's second to none
If it was easy
It wouldn't please me
The road less traveled is the road I'll stay on
Cocked and loaded
Head's exploding
Get on your way, pack your bags, and be gone

These old boots
Don't walk away
I'm standing my ground
These old boots
Are here to stay

These old boots
These old boots
These old boots
These old boots

Walk no straight line
Ain't no fine wine
The path for me ain't the same path as you
Deviating
Not imitating
Going my own way, nothing that you can do
I'm laser-pointed
My head's anointed
Ordained for disdain and I'm ready to fight
Marked for glory
This is my story
Out of my way, 'cause there's no end in sight

These old boots don't walk away
I'm standing my ground
These old boots are here to stay

These old boots
These old boots
These old boots
These old boots

Oh!

Hard like a diamond
No simple Simon
Living my dream, love the highway I'm on
Born a rocker
School of hard knocker
I'd rather die than surrender my gun
Ain't a dreamer
I'm a redeemer
A storm is coming and some heads gonna roll
Too late for saving
Counting the days, and
Ain't gonna pray, I know for whom the bell tolls

These old boots don't walk away
I'm standing my ground
These old boots are here to stay

These old boots
These old boots
These old boots
These old boots

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