There's boots like mine
On the billboard by the highway, exit 209
All the signs point down to Broadway if you want that shine
For a pretty dime then you can buy
Boots like mine
Ain't the kind my daddy still wears down on the line
His old steel town steel toe pair built for overtime
And extra miles blue collar style
Raise it up, whatever you get high on
Here's to leather and laced up nylon
Rubber soles under old work benches
Caked up treads in the trenches
Raise it up, like a lighter in the sky salute
To the shoes that paved a hard road through
The dust, the mud, the blood
The ones who paid the price
For boots like mine
Boots like mine
In the second bedroom down the hall where a mother lies
Waiting on a phone call from a satellite
On the front lines where her baby wears a different kind
Raise it up, whatever you get high on
Here's to leather and laced up nylon
Rubber soles under old work benches
Caked up treads in the trenches
Raise it up, like a lighter in the sky salute
To the shoes that paved a hard road through
The dust, the mud, the blood
The ones who paid the price
For boots like mine