You keep saying you got something for me

Something you call love, but confess

You've been messing where you shouldn't have been messing

And now someone else is getting all your best.

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

Yeah...

You keep lying when you ought to be truthing

You keep losing when you ought to not bet

You keep saming when you ought to be changing

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.

Well, you keep playing when you shouldn't be playing

And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt, hah

Well, I've just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah...

And what he knows you ain't had time to learn.

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.

Are you ready, boots?

Start walking.