[Verse] Muddy boots lined up outside my shotgun home, Trail of dirt and trouble wherever I roam, Kickin’ dust on the porch like a sly old cat, Got that grin on my face, and I’m wearin’ my hat. [Pre-Chorus] You can hear the river rollin’, feel the night’s embrace, Every step’s a story, in this time and place. [Chorus] Muddy boots, lay ‘em down, right outside my door, Treadin’ paths unknown, but I keep comin’ back for more, With a wink and a nod, and a bluesy, low-down tune, Muddy boots on the porch, under the lazy moon. [Verse] Cracklin’ fire, old guitar singing soft and slow, Shadow dance on the wall, where the night winds blow, Boots tell the secrets that the city don’t know, Every scuff a memory, every step a show. [Pre-Chorus] Whispered tales in leather, on the creaky wood floor, Holdin’ tight to trouble, but I’m never keeping score. [Chorus] Muddy boots, lay ‘em down, right outside my door, Treadin’ paths unknown, but I keep comin’ back for more, With a wink and a nod, and a bluesy, low-down tune, Muddy boots on the porch, under the lazy moon. [Bridge] Oh, muddy boots don’t lie, they’re the rhythm of the road, Walkin’ miles in their souls, story heavy but bold, Snap your fingers, tap your feet, feel that sly grin grow, In my shotgun house, baby, that’s the way we roll. [Chorus] Muddy boots, lay ‘em down, right outside my door, Treadin’ paths unknown, but I keep comin’ back for more, With a wink and a nod, and a bluesy, low-down tune, Muddy boots on the porch, under the lazy moon. [Outro] Muddy boots, oh, muddy boots, waiting through the night, Ready for the morning, when the day’s just right.