
Mud on My Boots
by CJ Frei
Lyrics
Verse 1
Four-thirty, coffee gone cold
Lunch pail bent, shirt threadbare old
Boss man yelling by the gate
I was late, but I swung that gate
Daddy taught me back by the barn
Fix it right, or leave it apart
Hands like leather, back like stone
I been hauling this load alone
Chorus
Mud on my boots
Mud on my boots
I may come home slow
But I still come through
Mud on my boots
Mud on my boots
Hard day, clean heart
That'll get me through
Verse 2
Mama's porch light on by six
Kids on the steps with a stickball fix
Wife in the window, smile so wide
Makes a broke-down day feel right
Paycheck small, but the bills stay paid
Every scar got a price I made
This town knows my name by sight
I keep my word, I sleep all right
Chorus
Mud on my boots
Mud on my boots
I may come home slow
But I still come through
Mud on my boots
Mud on my boots
Hard day, clean heart
That'll get me through
Bridge
Some folks chase gold through smoke
I chase one good run, one honest joke
If the road gets rough, I lean in tight
Got my people, got my pride
Chorus
Mud on my boots
Mud on my boots
I may come home slow
But I still come through
Mud on my boots
Mud on my boots
Hard day, clean heart
That'll get me through
Outro
Dust on the tailgate
Love on the front step
Mud on my boots
And a good night's rest