Red Dirt Dreams

(Soft guitar strumming)

Just an Oklahoma boy, feeling far from home,

In this Kansas town, I roam, alone.

The sun sets low, painting skies of gold,

But it ain’t the same, with the stories untold.

I load my truck, drive the dusty lane,

County roads leading me back to the pain.

I hear their laughter on the wind,

My two little ones, where do I begin?

The days stretch long, and my heart feels frayed,

In these endless fields, I’m a memory made.

Oh, those red dirt hills, can’t you see?

Where the rivers flow wild, and my heart feels free.

But I'm stuck in Kansas, with this aching soul,

Trying to find the right path, but I’ve lost control.

The county jobs come, but they don’t understand,

What it’s like to miss your loved ones, holding their hand.

I fix the roads, but I’m breaking apart,

With every swing of the hammer, you’re deep in my heart.

I watch the sunsets, and I trace the stars,

Hoping each line finds its way back to ours.

The fields are empty, but my dreams remain,

Of home in Oklahoma, where we danced in the rain.

Oh, those red dirt hills, can’t you see?

Where the rivers flow wild, and my heart feels free.

But I'm stuck in Kansas, with this aching soul,

Trying to find the right path, but I’ve lost control.

I close my eyes, I can hear your call,

The kids’ laughter echoes, it’s the sweetest thrall.

Hold on a little longer, I’ll be home to stay,

These Kansas nights won’t keep me away.

Oh, those red dirt hills, can’t you see?

Where the rivers flow wild, and my heart feels free.

But I'm stuck in Kansas, with this aching soul,

Trying to find the right path, but I’ve lost control.

So here’s to the moments, the love that we share,

Until I’m back home, you’re always there.

An Oklahoma boy, just trying to get by,

With dreams of red hills, and a love that won’t die.