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Glitter On My Cowboy Boots

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Glitter On My Cowboy Boots

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Lyrics

[Intro]
[spoken with a twang]
Well boys, I had a revelation.
Tucked my shirt in tight,
Bought an acoustic guitar,
And said, fuck it, let's ride.

[Verse 1]
[sung]
I woke up feeling queer as hell
Way past the point of subtle clues
I tried out disco for an hour
Then stared down at my leather shoes
I asked myself what's extra gay
What screams out fruity, loud, and proud
A rhinestone belt and tight Wranglers
Singing real soft then crying loud

[Chorus]
[sung with a twang]
So I started playing country songs
The gayest shit I've ever done
Singing 'bout another lonely cowboy
Beneath the hot and blazing sun
With fringe hanging off of my damn vest
And glitter on my cowboy boots
I’m pouring bourbon in my tea
Getting right back to my queer roots

[Verse 2]
[sung]
Now pickup trucks look damn seductive
The way they rumble in the mud
I saw a farmhand chopping timber
And felt a rush of southern blood
My daddy asked me why I'm twanging
I said I like the way it feels
To wear a giant Stetson hat
And ride around in stacked-up heels

[Chorus]
[sung with a twang]
So I started playing country songs
The gayest shit I've ever done
Singing 'bout another lonely cowboy
Beneath the hot and blazing sun
With fringe hanging off of my damn vest
And glitter on my cowboy boots
I’m pouring bourbon in my tea
Getting right back to my queer roots

[Bridge]
[spoken]
You think it's straight to hold a guitar?
Strumming three chords about your ex?
[sung]
It’s men in chaps out by the barn
Just thinking 'bout consensual sex
A bunch of dudes out by the fire
Whispering sweet things in the dark
This whole damn genre is a party
Lighting up a flaming spark

[Chorus]
[sung with a twang]
So I started playing country songs
The gayest shit I've ever done
Singing 'bout another lonely cowboy
Beneath the hot and blazing sun
With fringe hanging off of my damn vest
And glitter on my cowboy boots
I’m pouring bourbon in my tea
Getting right back to my queer roots

[Outro]
[spoken with a drawl]
Yeah, tip your hat, boys.
Yeehaw to that.
Just two cowboys and a fiddle.
Damn right.

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