Nancy Sinatra
A, E, Em, G
You keep saying you've got something for me
Something you call love, but confess
You've been a mess and well, you shouldn't be a mess and
And now someone else is getting all your best
These boots are made for walking
That's just what you do
One of these days these foots are gonna walk all over you
You keep lying when you're on a bitter fend
And you keep losing when you're on a not bad
You keep seeming when you're on a beer changing
Now what is right is what you ain't been right yet
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they do.
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep playing when you shouldn't be playing.
And you keep thinking that you'll never get bored.
Ha!
I just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
These boots are made for walking
And that's just what they do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
Are you ready boots?
Start walking