Papaw's Sunday Boots

The first time that I saw them
 He was wearing them to church.
 They weren't all scruffed and scratchy
 Like the ones he wore to work.
 He was just a common man
 He didn't even own a suit
 But you could see the pride
 Reflecting in the shine of Papaw's sunday boots.
 Every time he wore them
 I couldn't help but stare.
 I guess one day he noticed
 Cause he sat down in his chair.
 He slipped them off and said Son
 Why don't you try them on.
 They might not fit you now
 But they'll be yours someday when I'm gone.
 Even after all this time
 I still can't fill his shoes
 But i wouldn't take a million dollars for Papaw's sunday boots.
 It wasn't till our wedding day
 That I took them from the bars.
 Still they didn't fit me
 So I wore two pairs of socks.
 Set them in the closet
 I didn't wear them for a while.
 Till I put them on the day that we brought home
 Our first new born child.
 And now I've made a special list
 The things I want to do before i'm gone.
 I want to wear them out on that opera stage
 And sing his favorite song.
 I want to walk our daughter down the isle
 And then my last request.
 Make sure I'm wearing Papaw's sunday boots
 The day I'm laid to rest.
 Even after all this time
 I still can't fill his shoes.
 But I wouldn't take a million dollars for Papaw's sunday boots.
 And just think
 The next time that I see him
 I'll be wearing Papaw's sunday boots.