Dust on My Boots

Intro:
Sunrise spills on an old dirt road,
Coffee’s warm, but my heart feels cold.
Radio hums a familiar tune,
Another day under a wide blue moon.

Verse 1:
I left my name on a diner wall,
Scratched in wood, swear I heard it call.
Mama said, “Boy, don’t run too fast,”
But small-town dreams never like to last.

Chorus:
I got dust on my boots and miles to go,
Chasing ghosts down roads I don’t know.
With a beat-up truck and a half-full tank,
I’m rich in hope, but poor in thanks.
Yeah, I’m still standing, bruised but true,
With dust on my boots and thoughts of you.

Verse 2:
Friday nights under stadium lights,
Cheap beer laughs and a couple fights.
She wore stars in her summer eyes,
Said, “Promise me you won’t say goodbye.”

Chorus:
I got dust on my boots and miles to go,
Every goodbye cuts deeper than I show.
With the engine praying it’ll pull me through,
Every road sign points back to you.
Yeah, I’m still standing, breaking loose,
With dust on my boots and nothing to lose.

Bridge:
If I stop running, I might feel it all,
Every silent prayer, every rise and fall.
Maybe home ain’t a place, it’s a voice inside,
Telling me when to stay, when to ride.

Chorus (Final):
I got dust on my boots, but my hands are clean,
I’ve loved, I’ve lost, I’ve learned what it means.
If the long way home is the one I choose,
I’ll walk it proud with these worn-out shoes.
Yeah, I’m still breathing, strong and true,
With dust on my boots…
And a heart breaking through.

Outro:
Sunset fades on that old dirt road,
I slow it down, let the truth unfold.
Dust may settle, but dreams still shoot,
Under southern skies… dust on my boots.