Dust and Whiskey

Verse 1

There's a dead-end road beyond the pines,

A rusted gate and a crooked sign.

My old boots drag through the Tennessee clay,

I've been running from the past since yesterday.

There's a cold black sky and a half-moon glow,

A thousand things that the good Lord knows.

My father's name on a weathered stone,

And a house full of ghosts where I grew up alone.

Chorus

Dust and whiskey, blood and bone,

Ain't much left that I call my own.

Wind keeps howling through the telephone wire,

And the whole damn world can go up in fire.

Dust and whiskey, blacktop rain,

Every mile just feeds the pain.

I'll ride till the morning swallows the sky,

With a hard-earned truth and a cold dark eye.

Verse 2

There's a cattle trail cut through the weeds,

An old bay horse and a pocket of seeds.

The barn roof shakes when the north wind blows,

And the river runs black where the cold creek flows.

I made my peace with the things I've done,

With the lost old friends and the battles won.

No golden cross and no silver crown,

Just a worn-out man on a worn-out town.

Chorus

Dust and whiskey, blood and bone,

Ain't much left that I call my own.

Wind keeps howling through the telephone wire,

And the whole damn world can go up in fire.

Dust and whiskey, blacktop rain,

Every mile just feeds the pain.

I'll ride till the morning swallows the sky,

With a hard-earned truth and a cold dark eye.

Bridge

Don't call me a saint, don't call me a thief,

I've buried my share of sorrow and grief.

The road don't care where a man has been,

It just takes his money and wears him thin.

Final Chorus

Dust and whiskey, blood and bone,

Still stand tall when the light is gone.

Let that old wind sing my name,

I was born in the dirt, I'll die the same.

Dust and whiskey, blacktop rain,

Ain't no shelter from a man's own shame.

I'll ride till the morning swallows the sky,

With a hard-earned truth and a cold dark eye.

Outro

Dust on my boots.

Cold in my veins.

Nothing to lose

but these old chains.