Size Two Boots

I got a size two pair of boots

I ain't ever gonna sell them and that's the truth

They ain't for walking around this town on the ground

Special kind of shoes the best I've found

Well they're kinda small, there's a reason for that

They go with a jacket and an itty bitty hat

"Cause my boy's on his way and I can tell you for sure

He'll be driving girls wild by the time he's four

"Cause he'll rock like Elvis and sing like Jones

Born to be wild and bad to the bone

He'll have his mama's good looks, his daddy's keen eye

There ain't a bull alive he won't be able to ride

Well it happened like this without a word of a lie

One night while I was singing a lullaby

I had him in my name when I noticed that curl

That's when I realised my boy was a girl

Well she fits them boots, she looks real smart

That sweet little girl has stolen my heart

She's got her mama's good looks and you know

What that means

I'll be guarding the door 'til she's thirty-three