Girls Got Boots
Take my car, 
Take my guitar,
Sing me a lullaby, 
wave goodbye from a far
But the girls got boots.
Diamonds turn to dust,
Apple pie just crust
Happy endings a lie
But this girls got boots.

Take my car,
Take my guitar,
Sing me a lullaby,
wave goodbye from a far
But the girls got boots.
Diamonds turn to dust,
Apple pie just crust
Happy endings a lie
But this girls got boots.

ink and gouache on paper