She Wore Red Boots

Dust was settling on the porch that heavy evening,
I was sitting all alone with bitter rye.
Hinges creaked, the wind sent shadows weaving,
In she walked... She wore red boots, catching my eye.

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Red boots shining like a sin on driven snow,
Brilliant shade of trouble on the dirty ground.
I didn't want nobody else on this long road,
But those clicking heels, they tore my reason down.


We headed south along the tracks to dodge the lawman,
I hid my forty-five, she held my old guitar.
In the dark I heard the heavy freights a-drawin',
And her stepping set the rhythm for the fire.

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Red boots shining like a sin on driven snow,
Brilliant shade of trouble on the dirty ground.
I didn't want nobody else on this long road,
But those clicking heels, they tore my reason down.


Now I'm sitting in a cell without the morning,
Listening to the water dropping in the hall.
I know she won't be back, I had my warning,
Just a bloody footprint left there by the wall.


The sheriff said, "She gave you up without a teardrop,"
Turned around and walked away so proud and neat.
That's the way it ends, my luck has hit a hard stop,
Crushed beneath those pretty, devilish red feet.