Lyrics
You walked in wearing those old boots
Dusty from a week of truth
Said you bought me roses on the way
'Cause love don't need a holiday
You put them on my kitchen shelf
Said love is better when it's felt
Every scratch and every scar
Shows who we really are
Red roses and them old boots
That's the story of me and you
A little rough, a little smooth
But every day we push on through
Red roses and them old boots
Perfect mix of wild and true
Baby, that's our kind of proof
Love fits me just like you do
We dance around the living room
Bare feet tapping to a tune
You spin me close, you pull me near
Say growing old feels better here
Your laugh is sunshine through the rain
Your touch can ease the hardest pain
Every day we find a way
To make the ordinary stay
Red roses and them old boots
That's the story of me and you
A little rough, a little smooth
But every day we push on through
Red roses and them old boots
Perfect mix of wild and true
Baby, that's our kind of proof
Love fits me just like you do
We don't need something shiny
To make our world feel new
It's in the way you hold me
Like every breath is truth
Red roses and them old boots
That's the story of me and you
A little rough, a little smooth
But every day we push on through
Red roses and them old boots
Perfect mix of wild and true
Baby, that's our kind of proof
Love fits me just like you do