Patrick Willians - Dust On My Boots

Title: "Dust on My Boots" Verse 1 Morning sun cuts through the pines, Coffee's hot and the rooster cries. Old dirt road knows every mile, I've been chasing dreams all the while. Daddy's fence still standing strong, Mama's porch still sings its song. Pre-Chorus Time keeps rolling like an old freight train, But this small-town heart never changed. Chorus There's dust on my boots and faith in my soul, A six-string guitar and a road to roam. Under these stars where the wild winds blow, That's the only life I've ever known. No silver city, no diamond lights, Just Friday fires and Saturday nights. If heaven's got a country lane, I hope it feels just the same. Verse 2 Pickup truck by the river bend, Cold sweet tea with my oldest friends. She still smiles beneath that moon, Like a love that never fades too soon. Every scar has a story told, Every season turns to gold. Bridge When my days are finally through, Lay me where the bluebirds flew. Let the wind sing one last rhyme, About a simple country life. Final Chorus There's dust on my boots and peace in my heart, I've loved this land right from the start. The fields may change, the years may fly, But country dreams will never die. Raise a glass beneath the sky, To every soul who lived this life. If heaven's got a country lane, I'll be riding home again.