Intro: F# A B (six times) F# It was Indiana, a summer day, I was 3 years old My momma said go out and play well I did what I was told A B A B She never saw it comin when I turned the sprinkler on A B A B She looked up from the dishes, right there on the front lawn F# A B F# A B Nothin but cowboy boots, set your spirit free F# A B F# A B That wild wild west and birthday suit is the remedy, for modesty F#m B A B It ain't proper, it ain't couth, but folks remember what you do F# A-B F# (A) (B) (F#) In nothin oh nothin but cowboy boots All it takes when you're 18 is your buddy's double dare It was eight o'clock on a Friday night in the middle of town square I couldn't hear the sirens cause so many people cheared By the time the sheriff showed up I was grinnin ear to ear CHORUS solo (F# B A) F#m Bm I came home late tonight, you just smiled at my surprise B A B F# A B (four times) F# I see you comin down the hall in nothin CHORUS