Boots on the Ground
Words and Music Copyright 2014 Steve Bryant

(Verse)
Thought you got away with murder,
Didn’t think anyone was around.
Never believed you’d get busted,
Then I put my boots on the ground.

Wasn’t good enough to meet your friends,
Just a booty call when you were around.
Thought you had everything covered,
You didn’t see my boots on the ground.

You thought I would just sit and take it,
Acting like a victim who’s bound.
I ripped off the shackles, made a new stand,
With both my boots on the ground.

(Chorus)
Boots on the ground, proud and standing tall,
Uncovered every lie that you told.
Boots on the ground just to kick your ass,
Never thought I could be so cold.

(Verse - instrumental solo for 8 bars)
Played fast and loose with my feelings,
I followed you without making a sound.
You tried to run, thought you’d get away.
You were too slow for my boots on the ground.

Thought you were tough, you could take it,
When it was over, guess what I found?
You crumpled like an old ten dollar suit,
When I put my boots on the ground.

(Chorus)
Boots on the ground, proud and standing tall,
Uncovered every lie that you told.
Boots on the ground just to kick your ass,
Never thought I could be so cold.