On boots they jingle, western wear for the cowboy,
Listen for them as they approach, they have a sound..
Spurs that spin, dress up a western look,
Worn by the cowboy, cool as he moves.
On a ranch, somewhere in a western town,
A boot with spurs, clicking as the sun goes down.
Take off your boots and rest for the night,
Jingling, clicking spurs again at morning’s light.