Dust On My Boots

[Verse 1]
Well I grew up where the backroads crack,
With a fishing pole hangin’ off the back of the rack,
Sweet tea sweatin’ in the July heat,
Barefoot runnin’ down an old dirt street.
Granddaddy taught me how to work that land,
Calluses thick on these rough old hands,
Friday night lights and a county fair,
Country music floatin’ through the summer air.

[Chorus]
I got dust on my boots
And mud on my name
Bonfire burnin’
Like a runaway flame
Raised on grit
And a little bit of pride
With a collar turned up
And a hard-earned life
Dust on my boots
Mud on my name
That’s how I roll
And I’ll stay the same

[Verse 2]
Mama in the kitchen with a cast-iron pan,
Said a good heart matters, but you stand your ground,
Tractor keys jinglin’ by the screen door hook,
Prayer before supper, then a second look.
Tire tracks cuttin’ through the cotton rows,
Every scar on me is a story I know,
If the road gets rough, I don’t turn away,
I was built for the long way, built to stay.

[Pre-Chorus]
And when the sun goes down
I don’t need no crown
I know who I am
By the weight of this ground

[Chorus]
I got dust on my boots
And mud on my name
Bonfire burnin’
Like a runaway flame
Raised on grit
And a little bit of pride
With a collar turned up
And a hard-earned life
Dust on my boots
Mud on my name
That’s how I roll
And I’ll stay the same

[Bridge]
Maybe it ain’t polished
Maybe it ain’t neat
But it sure feels right
When I’m back on these streets
With the ones that taught me
How to give and take
I wear this old life
Like a promise I make

[Final Chorus]
I got dust on my boots
And mud on my name
Bonfire burnin’
Like a runaway flame
Raised on grit
And a little bit of pride
With a collar turned up
And a hard-earned life
Dust on my boots
Mud on my name
That’s how I roll
And I’ll stay the same