Grandpa With The Boots Lyrics

I used to play the fiddle

I lived beside a field

They say the ground was riddled with gold they came to steal

I wore my boots to feel closer to my Grandpa

He's a cowboy from the hills

His laugh could shake the county

Oh and I can hear it still

It's mixed with bouts of coughing

Got a cigarette to soften Grandpa Bill

Pulls cash from money clips to pay the waiter tips

He'd kick your ass at billiards but he'll chalk up all your sticks

He's never taking favors

Write his name down in the papers

He'll be known all down the valley

When he's gone we all will rally

Read his will

My Grandpa Bill

I never called him Bill

Back then my momma told me that my Grandpa with the boots had come to stay

Now on my left wrist

I wear a golden bracelet that I know had once been his

It keeps my far from prejudice cause he would never judge

Thats why he's loved so much

A cowboy from north Cali and his Californian family we've got roots

From my Grandpa with the boots