White Shrimp Boots in the Pew

Yea. Sunday mornin', the bell is ringin' loud. Grandma's whisperin',

"Done, stand out in the crowd." But I put on my boots,

white as a dove. March into church like it's the Lord I love.

White shrimp boots in the pew. Steppin' in faith, what else can I do?

White shrimp boots, scuff and shine. God don't mind, these boots are divine.

Deacon says, "Son, is that the latest style?" I grin wide

and answer, "Been this way awhile." Uh, the preacher points

down, says, "Boy, those ain't black." Well,