The Dash

My granddaddy said it plain

Two dates and a line

Born in a bed of light

Gone by closing time

You don’t own the morning

You don’t keep the rain

You just get this little span

And you carve your name

So I’m counting back the hours

Like they’re coins in my hand

Ain’t gonna let ’em scatter

Like sand in the sand

If I get one good chance

I’m gonna give it all I can

Make the most of the dash

(make the most of the dash)

Life life to the most

(life life to the most)

While my boots still hit the road

And my heart still wants to go

Make the most of the dash

(make the most of the dash)

I’ve burned some weekends down

On things that wouldn’t stay

Watched good friends turn to memory

And slip clean away

Now I kiss my kids goodnight

Like it might be a prayer

I laugh a little louder

When the whole world’s there

‘Cause the stone don’t tell the story

Of the miles in between

The hard-won little victories

And the busted-up dreams

I wanna leave a little dust

On every field I’ve seen

Make the most of the dash

(make the most of the dash)

Life life to the most

(life life to the most)

While my boots still hit the road

And my heart still wants to go

Make the most of the dash

(make the most of the dash)

When they lay me down someday

Don’t you cry too long

Put my name beside the river

Sing my favorite song

Let that little line between

Tell the truth about my days

I was here, I was glad

I was gone, I was brave

Make the most of the dash

(make the most of the dash)

Life life to the most

(life life to the most)

While my boots still hit the road

And my heart still wants to go

Make the most of the dash

(make the most of the dash)