Verse 1
Sun’s going down on an old dirt road,
Tailgate down where the cold drinks flow.
Pickup backed to a cedar tree,
Whole town’s here, just being free.
Bonfire sparks lighting up the night,
Everybody laughing underneath the moonlight.
Grandpa’s smiling, little kids run,
Friday night has just begun.
Pre-Chorus
Come on over, don’t be shy,
Leave your worries all behind.
If you can walk, you can dance,
All it takes is one good chance.
Chorus
Boots in the dust, clap your hands,
Everybody moving with the country band.
Slide to the left, slide to the right,
Spin around underneath the Friday night.
Boots in the dust, raise ’em high,
Stars shining bright in a southern sky.
One more stomp and one more smile,
We’re gonna dance country style.
Verse 2
Cowboy hat and an old blue jean,
Best little party this town has seen.
Mama’s laughing with her friends,
Nobody wants this night to end.
Music echoing across the field,
Every heart’s beginning to heal.
When that fiddle starts to play,
Everybody finds their way.
Pre-Chorus
Grab somebody by the hand,
Come on out and join the band.
It don’t matter where you’re from,
Tonight we’re all just having fun.
Chorus
Boots in the dust, clap your hands
Everybody moving with the country band.
Slide to the left, slide to the right,
Spin around underneath the Friday night.
Boots in the dust, raise ’em high,
Stars shining bright in a southern sky.
One more stomp and one more smile,
We’re gonna dance country style.
Bridge
When life gets heavy, when times get rough,
Sometimes all you need is a little dust.
Good friends, good songs, open skies,
That’s where the simple magic lies.
Final Chorus
Boots in the dust, loud and proud,
Sing it with the whole dang crowd.
Round and round until daylight,
Keep this memory burning bright.
Boots in the dust, one last spin,
Turn around and do it all again.
When tomorrow comes around,
We’ll still be dancing this little town
MakaylaWall
