Backroads and Cowboy Boots

(Verse 1) Down the dusty trails, where the sun meets the sky, Where the rivers flow and the eagles fly, There's a place I call home, where my heart finds its roots, Out on the open range, in my cowboy boots. (Chorus) Backroads and cowboy boots, Underneath the Texas moon, Guitar strings and old saloons, Where the country spirit sings its tunes. (Verse 2) With a six-string guitar and a fire in my soul, I'll sing my stories, let the melodies roll, From the honky-tonk bars to the wide-open plains, In every chord, a little piece of my dreams. (Chorus) Backroads and cowboy boots, Underneath the Texas moon, Guitar strings and old saloons, Where the country spirit sings its tunes. (Bridge) Through the highs and lows, through the storms and the rain, I'll keep on riding, I'll keep on singing, For this is where I belong, this is where I'll stay, In the heart of country, come what may. (Chorus) Backroads and cowboy boots, Underneath the Texas moon, Guitar strings and old saloons, Where the country spirit sings its tunes. (Outro) So if you ever find yourself lost in the night, Just follow the stars, they'll lead you right, To the land of the free, where dreams take flight, Backroads and cowboy boots, under the southern light.