Meshlink - Worn Out Boots Country Music

"Worn Out Boots" is a classic country ballad that tells the story of a wandering soul, a ramblin' man whose life is etched in the miles he's traveled and the memories he carries. With heartfelt lyrics, soulful vocals, and traditional country instrumentation, this song captures the spirit of freedom, reflection, and the bittersweet beauty of a life lived on the open road. Join Meshlink on this journey of worn out boots and a heart that's learned to roam.

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(Verse 1)
Sunrise over Texas, a highway stretchin' long
Another town behind me, another sad, sweet song
These worn out boots have carried me, through dust and through the rain
Seen more sunsets than I can recall, felt more than my share of pain

(Chorus)
I'm a ramblin' man, a drifter, just passin' through
With a guitar and a memory, that's all I've got to show
No roots to hold me down, no place I call my own
Just these worn out boots and a heart that's learned to roam

(Verse 2)
Met a girl in Austin, with eyes like summer skies
We danced beneath the neon, 'til the morning light
She whispered words of forever, said she'd always wait
But forever's a long, long time, when a heart's a restless gate

(Chorus)
I'm a ramblin' man, a drifter, just passin' through
With a guitar and a memory, that's all I've got to show
No roots to hold me down, no place I call my own
Just these worn out boots and a heart that's learned to roam

(Bridge)
The years have flown like tumbleweeds, across the barren land
Each town a fleeting moment, held gently in my hand
I've chased the dreams of fortune, and the whispers of the wind
But the only thing I've truly found, is the freedom to begin

(Verse 3)
Now the lines upon my forehead, tell stories of the past
Of loves that burned like wildfire, and shadows that were cast
But I wouldn't trade a single mile, or a single tear I've cried
For the peace I find in leavin', with nothin' left to hide

(Chorus)
I'm a ramblin' man, a drifter, just passin' through
With a guitar and a memory, that's all I've got to show
No roots to hold me down, no place I call my own
Just these worn out boots and a heart that's learned to roam

(Outro)
These worn out boots, they'll carry me, 'til my dyin' day
Across the plains and mountains, I'll find my own way.