Trail Dust Chronicles

Boots on the ground, kickin’ up dirt trails,

Wrangler jeans, saggin’, dusty wind sails.

Harmonica in the air, echo cowboy tales,

Whiskey in the veins, life in the details.

Truck tires spinnin’, jukebox hummin’ low,

From the ranch to the stage, let the stories grow.

Cattle in the rearview, memories overflow,

Six strings strum life where the rivers slow.

Ridin' through sunsets, shadows in the dust,

Barbed wire fences holdin’ dreams that’ll rust.

Heartbeats drum like a horse on the run,

Cowboy saga sung 'til the stars meet the sun.

Moonshine lanterns lit, secrets in the barn,

Rust-covered shotgun, ring of a false alarm.

Mama’s voice distant, hymn in the arm,

Life of a drifter, tattooed with scars.

Wheels on the gravel, prayers in the night,

Dashlight flicker, glowin’ orange, just slight.

Eyes on the horizon, clouds painted white,

Hopes ride shotgun, dreams takin’ flight.

Ridin' through sunsets, shadows in the dust,

Barbed wire fences holdin’ dreams that’ll rust.

Heartbeats drum like a horse on the run,

Cowboy saga sung 'til the stars meet the sun.