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Dozen Pair Of Boots    (1971)

Looks everywhere I go always get myself in trouble
'Cause the girls I pick on ain't the safest kind
And I wind up running barefoot through everything but clover
'Cause the neck I value most of all is mine

That's why I left the blue shirt hanging on a bed post in Seattle
My Levi's float on San Francisco Bay
And I left the Stetson hanging in a hallway down in Dallas
And a dozen pair of boots along the way

Now Betty was a sweet thing I'd been courtin' in Seattle
She swore to me she was nobody's wife
So how was I to know she had a friend as big as Dallas
And I traded one blue shirt for one good life

That's why I left the blue shirt hanging on a bed post in Seattle
My Levi's float on San Francisco Bay
And I left the Stetson hanging in a hallway down in Dallas
And a dozen pair of boots along the way

Now Betty had a big yacht we anchored in the harbor
She swore she was alone at least today
When he climbed aboard I swam for shore praying I could get there
Lost my Levi's while I made my get-a-way

That's why I left the blue shirt hanging on a bed post in Seattle
My Levi's float on San Francisco Bay
And I left the Stetson hanging in a hallway down in Dallas
And a dozen pair of boots along the way

That's why I left the blue shirt hanging on a bed post in Seattle
My Levi's float on San Francisco Bay
And I left the Stetson hanging in a hallway down in Dallas
And a dozen pair of boots along the way

Lyrics by Red Steagall.
Recorded by Red Steagall; Del Reeves; Roy Clark.

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