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Boots by the Back Door by Tony Gibbs
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I saw you dancin’ solo, keepin’ perfect time,
Boots kickin’ sparks like a fault-line.
I walked in late with a crooked grin,
You said, “If you’re brave, boy, jump on in.”
Next thing I know we’re side-by-side,
Two hearts runnin’ on a four-beat ride.
You spin away then you pull me back,
Girl, you’ve got rhythm I sure don’t lack.

And when the chorus hits, you close your eyes,
Laughin’ like you just stole the skies—

Now your boots by the backdoor tell me
You’re stayin’ ’til the sunrise melts me.
You came to dance, now you’re in my space,
Leavin’ little dusty hearts all over this place.
Yeah, your boots by the backdoor showin’
This night ain’t anywhere close to slowin’.
If love’s gonna knock, well, girl, I’m sure—
It’s leavin’ your boots by the backdoor.

The fiddle man winks as we circle ’round,
Band’s locked in on our stompin’ sound.
You drag me closer with a tug and pull,
Say, “Boy, keep up, don’t be dull.”
I’m out of breath but I love the chase,
Your rhythm’s written all over my face.
You shout, “One more!” as the beat rolls on,
Feels like midnight could turn to dawn.

And when the slow song tries to start,
You clap it off, protectin’ your heart—

’Cause your boots by the backdoor tell me
You’re stayin’ ’til the sunrise melts me.
You came to dance, now you’re in my space,
Leavin’ little dusty hearts all over this place.
Yeah, your boots by the backdoor showin’
This night ain’t anywhere close to slowin’.
If love’s gonna knock, well, girl, I’m sure—
It’s leavin’ your boots by the backdoor.

Maybe one day when we’re old and gray,
We’ll laugh ’bout how we met this way.
I’ll say, “I knew when you hit that floor,
You’d leave your boots by my backdoor.”

Now your boots by the backdoor tell me
This dance turned into somethin’ healthy.
You came to move, now you’re movin’ in,
With a suitcase full of that wild grin.
Yeah, your boots by the backdoor showin’
This little spark just kept on growin’.
If love’s gonna knock, I don’t need more—
I’ve got your boots
By the backdoor.

Boots by the Back Door (Two-step)

Written for a beautiful grand daughter who just turned 19.

Hey 19

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