Cowboys boots can look old and new
I may own one pair or a few
They fit so well in what I wear
No matter if my jeans are new or have a tear
Some say cowboy boots look so cool
To others who work, they can worn as a tool
Mine are old and aged so well
Where I have worn them, I have lots to tell
Cowboy boots come in many styles and a different size
To give mine away, to the receiver, a prize
Some are brown or made of skin
The pattern is complex, look and you be put in a spin
Cowboy boots fit in clubs or bars
Or worn to drive my car
In a corporate office you may not find
Not cowboy boots, but a shoe of another kind
Mine are worn, you can say torn
But others will say, that is the norm
So brown or black or even with skin
Not just for her but also worn by him
Some have rounded ends or pointed ends
But If need fixed, just don't mend
For all the places I go
Coming through the door, they will not say no
So those old boots can last a long time
Keep them long and you won't spend another dime
In some closet, a pair waiting to be worn
Buy a new pair when you next baby is born.
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