Brady Heidebrink[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Well, the sun dips low on a gravel lane,
Where the pines whisper secrets in the rain.
A pickup rattles, tires hum a tune,
K**k up the dust ‘neath a pale honey moon.
[Chorus]
It’s dirt roads and dusty boots,
Muddy tires and faded roots.
A little rust, a lot of truth,
That’s where my heart forever roams loose.
[Verse 2]
Old fence lines mark the stories untold,
Boots caked with clay from the fields of old.
Granddad’s hat, Mama’s Sunday dress,
Weathered hands workin’, bless this mess.
[Bridge]
Seasons change, but the road don’t mind,
It’s got time enough to leave behind
A jar of fireflies, a jar of pride,
And a love that’s tough as a hickory hide.
[Chorus]
It’s dirt roads and dusty boots,
Muddy tires and faded roots.
A little rust, a lot of truth,
That’s where my heart forever roams loose.
[Outro]
