What My Boots Are Prone To Do

Saddle up when I want, I tend to drift away
And a cowboy like me don't stay long and I kinda get carried away
All of my life, I've been searching for the promise land
Hunting and a fishing, searching and a wishing, living like a man
But a gust of wind
Will lead me back to you
And we both know
What my boots are prone to do
Told me you were feeling blue, and you thought that I knew
Wild and a free, is how you seemed to me and I guess that's how it outta be
On this dirt road, well the trees sway for us
But we keep a steppin' on two different paths even though we're on the same one
But a gust of wind
Will lead me back to you
And we both know
What my boots are prone to do
Saddle up when I want, I tend to drift away
And a cowboy like me, I don't stay long and I kinda get carried away
But a gust of wind
Will lead me back to you
And we both know
What my boots are prone to do
What my boots are prone to do