I’m walkin’ down this gravel road,
With a dusty wind blowin’ ‘round my soul,
An old guitar rested on my knee,
Playin’ songs of love that let me be free.
The twilight glow paints the evening sky,
While I strum these chords, lettin’ out a sigh,
Weary hands, they know their place,
In the rhythm of life, I find my grace.
Each note I play tells a story true,
Of heartbreak and joy, like morning dew,
The stars above hear my lonely tune,
As shadows dance to the light of the moon.
Memories whisper through the rustlin’ leaves,
Faded dreams linger, but so do my beliefs,
I’ll keep on walkin’, keep chasin’ that light,
Through the dusty wind, I’ll find my way tonight.
The road may be rough, but my spirit’s bold,
In every strum, a legacy unfolds,
With every weary hand, I’m learnin’ to fight,
Through the twilight glow, I’ll make it all right.
So here’s to those nights when the world feels cold,
To the songs we sing, let the stories be told,
With my old guitar and a heart that still believes,
I’ll wander this gravel road ‘til my soul finds peace.
Blues
Gravel road, dusty wind, old guitar, weary hands, twilight glow
Blues
Gravel road, dusty wind, old guitar, weary hands, twilight glow