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Paroles: Corb Lund. Gonna Shine Up My Boots.

I'm Gonna shine up my boots,
I'm gonna go into town,
I'm gonna scrape up 20 dollars,
I'm gonna throw it around
I'm gonna buy me a dance,
first lovely lady that I see,
And when the dance is through
I'll say, "will you marry me"

I'm gonna shine up my boots,
I'm gonna go into town,
I'm gonna scrape up 20 dollars,
I'm gonna throw it around
I'm gonna find me a game,
Of hold 'em if I can,
and fold 'em all night long,
til I got me a hand

I'm gonna buy us a ranch,
With a Palomino Herd
And I won't mean no harm,
babe and I won't say a word.

When misery comes to call,
A gift to him, my life
I'll sit with him awhile,
and share my horse, my hole, my wife

I'm gonna shine up my boots,
I'm gonna go into town,
I'm gonna scrape up 20 dollars,
I'm gonna throw it around.
I'm gonna buy me a dance,
first lovely lady that i see,
and when the dance is through,
I'll say "will you marry me"

I'm gonna shine up my boots,
I'm gonna go into town,
I'm gonna scrape up 20 dollars,
But I'll probably just drink it down