On a dirt road soul, where the memories lie,
I hear the heartache, see the stars in the sky.
In a honky-tonk dive where I’ve poured out my fears,
Each jukebox tune echoes with honky-tonk tears.
Those pickup lines come easy on a Saturday night,
But the words that matter never quite feel right.
I’m chasing rodeo dust beneath the moon’s glow,
With the shadows of dreams in the fields that I know.
Through the farmhouse blues with the creakin’ old stairs,
I search for the comfort in the love that we shared.
But the echoes grow louder in this empty fairground,
A lonely star shining where hope can be found.
Now country miles stretch like the stories we told,
Each mile marker reminds me of the love we once bold.
I’ll ride on this journey, though the road may be long,
With the whispers of your heart still guiding my song.
So I’ll lift up my gaze to that infinite sky,
Even when the weight of the world makes me cry.
For every tear that's fallen, there’s a story that stays,
A dirt road whisper carrying love through the days.
In the quiet of dusk, I'll find peace in the night,
With each step I take, I’ll be chasing the light.
And though the road winds on, I’ll be strong, I’ll be true,
For the dirt road leads home, and it always leads to you.
Country
Dirt road soul, Honky-tonk tears, Pickup lines, Rodeo dust, Farmhouse blues, Lonely star, Country mile