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Die With Your Boots On (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(toby keith/jim femino)

Daddy was a gambler
Back in seventy-two
He had a taste for the nightlife and he
Loved his booze
He had a woman on one arm
And a tattoo on the other
It was hard to read i don’t know what it said
Somethin’ about my mother

I stood over his shoulder back in bakersfield
He had some rhinestone boots with those high ridin’ heels
He bet a ton of money
On a hand i thought was dead
When those sevens cleaned the table up
He just looked around and said

Sometimes you win
Sometimes you won’t
Sometimes you beat that devil
Sometimes you don’t
We’re all just killin’ time
Til the good lord calls us home
And the best that you can hope for is to die
With your boots on

I drive a big rig from shore to shore
I’ve got a woman beside me
And my name out on the door
Can’t make no money
If i don’t outrun the man
That’s why you find me streakin’ through the night
Catch me if you can

Sometimes you win
Sometimes you won’t
Sometimes you beat that devil
Sometimes you don’t
We’re all just killin’ time
Til the good lord calls us home
And the best that you can hope for is to die

Sometimes you win
Sometimes you won’t
Sometimes you outrun that devil
Sometimes you don’t
We’re all just killin’ time
Til the good lord calls us home
And the best that you can hope for is to die
With your boots on
With your boots on

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Die With Your Boots On (Letra)

Iron Maiden

Iron Maiden

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Another Prophet of Disaster
Who says the ship is lost
Another Prophet of Disaster
Leaving you to count the cost
Taunting us with visions
Afflicting us with fear
Predicting war for millions
In the hope that one appears

No point asking when it is
No point asking who’s to go
No point asking what’s the game
No point asking who’s to blame
‘Cos if you’re gonna die, if you’re gonna die
‘Cos if you’re gonna die, if you’re gonna die

If you’re gonna die, die with your boots on
If you’re gonna try, just stick around
Gonna cry, just move along
If you’re gonna die, you’re gonna die

In 13 the Beast is rising
The Frenchman did surmise
Through earthquakes and starvation
The warlord will arise
Terror, death, destruction
Pour from the eastern sands
But the truth of all predictions
Is always in your hands

If you’re gonna die, die with your boots on
If you’re gonna try, just stick around
Gonna cry, just move along
If you’re gonna die, you’re gonna die