A cup of coffee from a waitress I ain't ever met,
She asked, «Are you just passing through?»
I smiled and said, «I don't know yet.»
I walked around the town square
Down the street to where
I met the preacher and the old courthouse man.
Yeah, nothing helps you start again like
Old boots, new dirt, no reminders,
I've got a feeling this town will get me over her,
You've been through what I've been through, man,
Nothing feels better than old boots, new dirt.
There's a thousand faces that I ain't seen before,
The only history that I can see is from the Civil war,
It's good for me to look around,
Go down roads she ain't been down,
No memories of our used-to-be's set me free.
Old boots, new dirt, no reminders,
I've got a feeling this town will get me over her,
You've been through what I've been through, man,
Nothing feels better than old boots, new dirt.
Old boots, new dirt, one step closer,
Yeah, I think I'm gonna like it here, yeah!
You've been through what I've been through, man,
Nothing feels better than,
Nothing helps you start again like old boots, new dirt,
Old boots, new dirt,
Ooh, old boots, new dirt!