Click-clack, yeah...

Church boots.

Yeah, my old truck is my new truck

It'll get me a to b and then to you truck

My coffee cup looks like my whiskey glass

Yeah, most folks stay the same here

Same town, sundown, drink the same beer

And my future looks a lot like my past

Nothin' wrong with that.

Yeah, my old guitar is my new guitar

And the hole-in-the-wall is my only bar

And the jeans with the rip in the knee

Are the ones that I wear on friday night

And my t-shirt is my good shirt

Makin' money and I party on the same dirt

Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew

Yeah, my work boots are my church boots

My church boots

Click-clack.

Got the same luck that my dad did

And when I'm eighty, I'ma probably be the same kid

I'm a redneck, long-haired son of a country song

And my first love is my same love

And I kiss her every mornin' when I wake up

And I plan to every mornin' 'til I'm gone

Ain't nothin' wrong.

My old guitar is my new guitar

And the hole-in-the-wall is my only bar

And the jeans with the rip in the knee

Are the ones that I wear on friday night

And my t-shirt is my good shirt

Makin' money and I party on the same dirt

Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew

Yeah, my work boots are my church boots

My church boots

Click-clack.

They're all scuffed up, man, just like me

Tell a little story 'bout my history

Little mud on the back and a rip on the side

Don't think the good lord minds

My church boots, mm

Are my work boots and my party boots

And I'll probably wear 'em to the beach too, you get the idea.

Yeah, my old guitar is my new guitar

And the hole-in-the-wall is my only bar

And the jeans with the rip in the knee

Are the ones that I wear on friday night

And my t-shirt is my good shirt

Makin' money and I party on the same dirt

Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew

Yeah, my work boots are my church boots

Work boots are my church boots

My church boots

Yeah, yeah (click-clack)

Yeah, my t-shirt is my good shirt

Makin' money and I party on the same dirt, yeah...

Mm-mm...