
Dust On The Dashboard
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- 1980s
- male vocalist
- classic rock
- soundtrack
- roots rock
- rock pop
- heartland rock
- album-oriented rock (aor)
- bass guitar
About
story song
Lyrics
Verse 1
Well, this dusty old road, it seems the only friend I had
And this old Chevy wagon's seen me good and seen me bad
Ain't no money in my pocket, got no message on the dial
Got this picture on the dashboard, honey, drives me every mile
Chorus
And I ain't sure just how you got that
But I never could forget you
Well, I see dust on the dashboard and a ring around my cup
And I can still feel your hands all over me
And I can still hear the words that wake me up
Verse 2
You remember, baby, that night down in Atlantic City?
You came walking up the boardwalk lookin' so damn pretty
I was standin' in the shadows, you were standin' in the light
I said, "I've never seen your kind before, but I think I might tonight"
Verse 3
Well, I asked you for a dance and you said, "Sure, for a price
It's gonna take a man like you to get a girl like me at night"
You slipped off your red high heels and threw 'em on the sand
And for a couple dollars, you became a poor boy's promised land
Chorus
And I ain't sure just how you got that
But I never could forget you
And now there's dust on the dashboard and a ring around my cup
And I can still feel your hands all over me
And I can still hear the words that wake me up
Bridge
In the cold, cruel heat of that old hotel room
I felt like a caged animal, baby, howling at the moon
Well, we made some noises that would make the devil cry
You said, "There ain't no way for you to leave me, boy, without a goodbye"
Verse 4
Well, you stood there up against the wall, lookin' like a queen
The sweetest, toughest woman that I've ever ever seen
"It's over now," you told me as you let your hair fall down
"Baby, I got a train to catch and it just pulled into town"
Verse 5
You came back a few more times, I kept your memory clean
Then you vanished like a phantom from some old forgotten dream
Now the highway's all I have and this wagon's all I own
Well, I don't need a compass, baby, your picture guides me home
Chorus
And I don't know just how you got that
But I guess I'll never forget you
'Cause there's dust on the dashboard and a ring around my cup
And I can still feel your hands all over me
And I still hear those words that wake me up
And I can still feel your hands all over me
And I can still hear the words that wake me up
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