Whiskey Rebellion Heartache In Boots( A Love song That Ain't Got No Roots)

You left my porch in pearls,cowgirl boots an a sundress after some Sunday after church sin,Said my love tasted bitter sweet,you never wanted us to end

I poured it back again Now my screen door knows your shadow, your fridge light knows my face,been sleepin’with your jacket you left on my bed room floor

Like a man outta place

I keep hearin’your goodbye walking across These ol' worn out hard wood floors

In the crackle of the night

Every lie you ever whispered

Turns to gravel in my bite

I’m high on hurt,baby

Low on grace

Whiskey rebellion

Burn it down slow Whiskey rebellion,

heartache n boots

You took my heart

Left me the proof,sipping on a hundred proof, kept it all bottled in for quite awhile

Now I’m raisin’ hell

In my old boots

You had soul when you were leavin

Had that funk in your stride

Now the rock in my chest

Won’t stop rollin’inside

been disco in a dark room

Dancin’with a memory

Pop songs on the radio

Sound like mockery to me

every “baby,baby” tune

Every sweet-talk radio line,every"I don't ever want what we have to end"

Tastes like rain on rusted barbed wire

I’m high on hurt,baby

Low on grace

Whiskey rebellion

Burn it down slow

A heartache in boots

You took my heart

Left the proof

Now I’m raisin’ hell

In my old boots sippin' on a 100 proof

I ain’t askin’for a rescue

ain’t beggin’ for your hand

just watchin’all my yesterdays

Turn to dust in my right hand

If love was a dance floor

You left before the lights went low

Now I’m two-steppin’ through the wreckage an

I found your note in a boot heel groove

"Said I was your Motown move "

Now my heart’s got a disco bruise

Spinnin’ in bootleg blues

You were my pop song on the dial

Sugar in a Sunday smile

Now it’s all soul and rock and roll

Broke down in a one-line trial

heartache in boots

You left me a funk,left me a flame

Left me the blame with one foot in the fire stuck in the mire

I held that glass like a losing hand

Then it went red in my damn right hand

heartache in boots

A love song that ain’t got no roots

Whiskey in my veins Drownin'in our truth Whiskey Rebellion

You wore my promise like a gold chain

Then let it drag in acid rain

Said “baby, let’s turn the page”

Then burned our book on a barbecue stage

You had that rock ’n’ roll goodbye

That shake in your pretty lie

Now every jukebox in this town

Sounds like your heels walking out,"left me in a dust storm!" You were my groove, you were my drag

Now I’m just a flag on a busted bag

I chased your halo through smoke rings

Found a cheap thrill and a crueler joke"Whiskey rebellion"heartache in boots "

If love was a rodeo,"I got bucked an thrown aside"

If heaven was a chorus",it left me alone"

I’m singin’a love song that ain't got no roots in a key that hurts an outta tune,your lipstick stain on my work shirt,a secret only we both knew,you belonged to another,yet said your heart was all mine " You dance in my pain"I sing in the Purple Rain", Whiskey Rebellion, heartache in boots,"when doves cry,a love song that ain't got no roots,"