Dust on the Road

Drop

Dust on the road

Dust on the road

Verse 1

Old boots

Scuffing up the hardwood floor

Rain hitting the tin roof hard

I am ready

I am leaving

I am gone

Worn out map

Tucked inside a denim pocket

Found a picture in a golden locket

Left it there

Chorus

Take me where the river runs cold

Underneath the pines

Where the stories get old

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Drop

Dust on the road

Dust on the road

Verse 2

Sundown

Bleeding through the heavy pines

Tangled up in silver fishing lines

Silence

Broken bottle

Rusting on the gravel track

Wishing I could take the seasons back

Maybe soon

Maybe now

Maybe never

Chorus

Take me where the river runs cold

Underneath the pines

Where the stories get old

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Bridge

Silver moon

Silver sky

Silver water

I see the porch light flickering

I see the shadows lingering

I see the finish line

Chorus

Take me where the river runs cold

Underneath the pines

Where the stories get old

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Drop

Dust on the road

Dust on the road

Dust on the road

Dust on the road