Toby Keith – Baddest Boots (Guitar)

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[Intro] C D A (x2) [Verse 1]
           A            G               A
I saw her turn her head in a drop dead gaze

         A                                             E7
She was peakin' out over the top of those wire-rimmed shades

        A
No, it wasn't my charm and it wasn't my grin

      D
That had that little secretary dive right in

            A                   E7                    A
She wasn't lookin' at me, man, she was lookin' at my feet
[Chorus]
            D
It's these twenty-two hundred and twenty-five dollar

         A
Pair of hand made genuine fine

D
Hornback kicks with a seven row stitch

       E7
And a three dollar sidewalk shine

               A
Yeah, they're made to fit and they're hard to find

        D                      C
Make a pretty woman look down every time

           A       G                 A
I got the baddest boots on the boulevard

           A       G                 A
Yeah, the baddest boots on the boulevard
[Verse 2]
          A                G              A
They were made by a little man down in El Paso

      A                                     E7
I was passin' through town singin' at the rodeo

             A
He said they cost a little more but for what it's worth

            D
There ain't another pair like 'em on God's green earth

      A                   E7              A
And I handed him my money and he sized me up
[Chorus]
            D
It's these twenty-two hundred and twenty-five dollar

         A
Pair of hand made genuine fine

D
Hornback kicks with a seven row stitch

       E7
And a three dollar sidewalk shine

               A
Yeah, they're made to fit and they're hard to find

        D                      C
Make a pretty woman look down every time

           A       G                 A
I got the baddest boots on the boulevard

           A       G                 A
Yeah, the baddest boots on the boulevard
[Bridge]
      C
They make a man proud walking through a crowd

      A
Whoa nothin' else can stand beside 'em

     C                      B
When I pull 'em on I start singin' a song

        E7
Make me wanna tuck my britches' legs inside 'em

   G                  A
(Let's take a stroll)
[Instrumental] A G A A E7 [Chorus]
           D
It's these twenty-two hundred and twenty-five dollar

         A
Pair of hand made genuine fine

D
Hornback kicks with a seven row stitch

       E7
And a three dollar sidewalk shine

               A
Yeah, they're made to fit and they're hard to find

        D                      C
Make a pretty woman look down every time

           A       G                 A
I got the baddest boots on the boulevard

           A       G                 A
Yeah, the baddest boots on the boulevard