"Earn Your Spurs" lyrics
"Earn Your Spurs"
He pulled 'em off of his boot heels
And threw 'em in his half-ton
Walked into that dive bar
Thought it was time he had one
Corner of his eye, he caught a smirk under a Stetson
Laughing at that bow-legged way he was stepping
You can talk that talk
But let me tell you something
Till you walk that walk
Man, it don't mean nothing
That hat has seen more neon than it has the rising sun
That buckle don't mean anything unless that gold's been won
That pearl snap on your back ain't had a full day's worth of work
Anyone can buy the boots, but you gotta earn your spurs
Until you spend your summers driving fence posts and cattle
Freezing fingers in the winter, throwin' hoolys from the saddle
Brand 'em in the springtime and sell 'em all come fall
I hate to break it to you, but we ain't the same at all
You can talk that talk
But let me tell you something
Till you walk that walk
Man, it don't mean nothing
That hat has seen more neon than it has the rising sun
That buckle don't mean anything unless that gold's been won
That pearl snap on your back ain't had a full day's worth of work
Anyone can buy the boots, but you gotta earn your spurs
No, the clothes don't make the man
You earn your spurs when the cow shit hits the fan
That hat has seen more neon than it has the rising sun
That buckle don't mean anything unless that gold's been won
That pearl snap on your back ain't had a full day's worth of work
Anyone can buy the boots, but you gotta earn your spurs
You gotta earn your spurs
Writer(s): Adam James, Ian Crawford Munsick, Jared Dillon Conrad
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- Ian Munsick Lyrics
album:
"The Mountain Goat" (2026)
Legends Of The Fall Interlude
Mountain Goat Reprise
The Girl I Left Behind Interlude
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