

Well, the floorboards know our names tonight
Saw you by the jukebox,
boots scuffed brown
Laughing at a two-step I kept messing up
You took my hand like you already knew
The night had plans for the both of us
Band hits a shuffle,
crowd leans in
Your smile says let the good part begin
One, two, three, we spin
Knockin' boots on the old pine floor
Dust flies up and we ask for more
Two hearts keeping time in a crowded room Come on,
come on, let's knock these boots
Your silver buckle catches the porchlight glow
Mine keeps time with a crooked little groove
We miss a step,
then make it ours
Ain't no wrong way
when I'm dancing with you
Knockin' boots on the old pine floor
Dust flies up and we ask for more
Two hearts keeping time in a crowded room
Come on, come on,
let's knock these boots When Monday comes,
we'll wear the miles But tonight is ours by a country mile
Hold on close, don't let it end
Knockin' boots on the old pine floor
Dust flies up and we ask for more Two hearts keeping time
in a crowded room Come on,
come on, let's knock these boots Come on,
come on, let's knock these boots
All night long,
knockin' boots (yeah)