Somethin' you call love, but confess.
You've been a-messin' where you shouldna' been a-messin',
And now someone else is getting all your best.

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These boots are made for walkin',
And that's just what they'll do.
One of these days these boots are gonna'
Walk all over you.

You keep lyin' when you oughta' be truth-in',
You keep losin' when you oughta' not bet
You keep same-in' when you oughta' be changin',
And now right is right, and you ain't been right yet.

chorus

You keep playin where you shouldn't be playin',
You keep thinkin' that you'll never get hurt.
I just found me a brand new box of matches,
And what she knows you ain't got time to learn.

chorus


Popularized:	Nancy Sinatra
Words & music:	Lee Hazelwood
Recorded:	Columbia CL 2542 (ASCAP)
from:		Dilly