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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I woke up late
With dust on my boots
Your note on the table
Two cold shots, no truth
The kettle cried once
I let it sing alone
You took my good jacket
Left the porch lights low
[Pre-Chorus]
I should be hurt
But I’m too damn tired
I know your kind
You burn, then hide
[Chorus]
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots (dust on my boots)
I shake it off
But you stick like glue
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots (dust on my boots)
You walked out clean
I walked out blue
[Verse 2]
Your ring by the sink
Caught in the morning sun
I laughed so hard
I thought my throat might cut
I wore your lies
Like a second skin
Now I let that hurt
Blow right back in
[Pre-Chorus]
I should be gone
But I still look back
One last good curse
Then I get my track
[Chorus]
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots (dust on my boots)
I shake it off
But you stick like glue
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots (dust on my boots)
You walked out clean
I walked out blue
[Bridge]
[Half-time, voice close and rough]
Say my name once
If you ever get lost
I won’t come running
I’ve already paid the cost
[Chorus]
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots (dust on my boots)
I shake it off
But you stick like glue
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots (dust on my boots)
You walked out clean
I walked out blue
Details
GeneratedMay 5, 2026
Duration3:35
Style
Blues with a slow shuffling backbeat and greasy upright bass; verse rides smoky guitar licks and pocket drums, pre-chorus strips to handclaps and bent notes, chorus opens with rasped stacked doubles and a call-and-response tag. Slide-guitar fills answer each line, harmonica swells between phrases, and a tape-saturoated mix keeps it intimate, worn, and smoky. female vocals, blues
Credits
Prompt byNobleFalcon494
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Female raspy voice, blues
