Big Bore Boots

[Verse] With rubber boots he wanders out Big bore bullets without doubt Snare drum beats to lead the way Tin whistles blow all through the day [Verse 2] Climbs the tower looks around Catalogs all sights he's found Birds and trees and stars so bright Everything he sees in sight [Chorus] Boots of rubber bullets fly Up the tower to the sky Marching onward no delay Counting all he sees today [Verse 3] From dawn to dusk he keeps a log Up the tower through the fog Every inch he takes a note Boat on river cow and goat [Verse 4] Big bore bullets hand-made fine Marksman skills above the line Every shot a perfect hit Catalogs without a quit [Bridge] Up he climbs with snare drum's beat Boots that tread through wind and sleet Tin whistles playing as he goes Cataloging what he knows