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Holes In His Boots

He’s got holes in his boots 
and he’s wearing tattered old jeans
The state of his worn-out clothes
borders on obscene
He hasn’t had a home-cooked meal
in more than a year
You’re just too busy gambling 
and slugging down cheap beer

You haven’t said you love him 
or given him a kiss
without asking him for something 
or giving him a list
You haven’t slept together
or gone out as a pair
and all those times he’s needed you
you were every where but there 

So if you want to charge me
with stealing your man away
I think you ought to listen carefully 
To what I have to say…….

You made it so damn easy
You just have to know
You might as well have wrapped him up
And tied him with a bow
You gave your man away
the day you cease to care
about who he was our how he felt
or what he had to wear
 
You gave your man away
don’t pretend that he was lost
You gave your man away
Neglect too has its cost
You gave your man away
and now that he is mine
I’m going to shower him with love 
each and every day - come rain or shine

He’s needs a haircut badly
He’s got holes in both his socks
He can’t get into the house again
Because you changed the locks

He’s lonely on the sofa
He’s lonely in his car
He’s lonely at his buddy’s party
wondering where you are

You argued when you were together
You complained when you were not
You didn’t give him much attention
and resented any that he got
When it came time to make decisions
you always disagreed
You’ve never seemed to follow 
when he tried to lead
You didn’t listen to his problems
or rejoice at his success
Then you have the nerve to wonder 
why your marriage
has digressed

You made it so damn easy
You just have to know
You might as well have wrapped him up
And tied him with a bow
You gave your man away
the day you cease to care
about who he was our how he felt
or what he had to wear

You gave your man away
don’t pretend that he was lost
You gave your man away
Neglect too has its cost
You gave your man away
and now that he is mine
I’m going to shower him with love 
each and every day - come rain or shine

He’s got holes in his boots
He’s got a big hole in his heart
And I’m going to fill that hole
And I can’t wait to start

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