Dozen Pairs Of Boots Lyrics - Del Reeves

It looks everywhere I go always get myself in trouble 

Cause the girls I pick on ain't the saintest kind 

And I wind up running barefoot to hell and think of clover 

Cause the neck I value most of all is mine 

That's why I left the blue shirt hanging on the bed post in Seattle 

My Levi's float on San Francisco Bay 

And I left the Stetson hanging in the hallway down in Dallas 

And a dozen pair of boots along the way 

Now Betty was a sweet thing I was courting in Seattle 

She swore to me she was nobody's wife 

But how was I to know she had a boyfriend big as Dallas 

And I bid that one good shirt for one good life 

That's why I left the blue shirt hanging... 

[ fiddle ] 

Now Susie had a big yacht we anchored in the harbor 

She said she was alone at least today 

When he climbed aboard I swam for shore praying I could get there 

Lost the Levi's while I made my get-a-way