Lyrics
Verse 1
Rolled in with a tank full of sinSix-string grin and a crooked old spinBartender winked at my worn-out bootsSaid, “What’s your poison, what’s your roots?”Pool balls clack in a Friday raceOld men smile at the jukebox caseI got a laugh and a five-dollar planA little trouble never hurt a man
Pre‑Chorus
Raise one upLet it ringThis old bar still knows how to singSide by sideToe to toeIf the night gets wild, well, here we go
Chorus
Boots and barstools, that’s my crewSing it loud, let the whole place throughBoots and barstools, late-night rideOne more round and a rebel strideBoots and barstools, raise ’em highWe came to laugh and we came to flyBoots and barstools, hold the lineAll my rowdy friends look fine
Verse 2
Saw my ex with a hat pulled lowI tipped mine just to let her knowNo hard feelings, no dirty gameSome folks burn, but I stay tameCookin’ fries in the back room heatTwo-step shuffle on the worn-out floor boards beatCowboys, waitresses, dime-store kingsEverybody’s got their own small things
Pre‑Chorus
Raise one upLet it ringThis old bar still knows how to singSide by sideToe to toeIf the night gets wild, well, here we go
Chorus
Boots and barstools, that’s my crewSing it loud, let the whole place throughBoots and barstools, late-night rideOne more round and a rebel strideBoots and barstools, raise ’em highWe came to laugh and we came to flyBoots and barstools, hold the lineAll my rowdy friends look fine
Bridge
If the boss man calls, we’ll be goneBut for now, let the good times roll onOne more tune and a hell of a cheerThat’s how we do it round here
Chorus
Boots and barstools, that’s my crewSing it loud, let the whole place throughBoots and barstools, late-night rideOne more round and a rebel strideBoots and barstools, raise ’em highWe came to laugh and we came to flyBoots and barstools, hold the lineAll my rowdy friends look fine