Walking roads

Yaaaaaaa…

They told me, “Son, wear your heart on your shoulder,”

Now the older I get, the more I start to wonder.

Am I walkin’ the roads that were laid for me,

Or am I cuttin’ through the wild just tryin’ to break free?

Now I’m livin’ on borrowed time and my momma’s prayers,

I’ve seen the wicked turn good, and the good disappear.

I know the Lord don’t owe me no explanation,

Every trial I face feels like a test of my salvation.

I was made from the stories and all the rain,

I’ve seen the devil walk tryin’ to bring back the pain.

Even strong men fall, yeah, they bend, they break,

Carryin’ the weight of all their mistakes.

But it’s written deep in these see-through scars,

Even if it kills me, I’ll keep holdin’ on—

While blood stains the bar.

Now I’m walkin’ down that lone dirt road,

Thrown out family, and I’ve lost close souls.

But I’ll keep walkin’ ‘til I reach that gate,

In the same old boots that carried my fate.

This ragged shirt’s seen the best and the worst,

Every rip and stain feels like a verse.

Each step I take feels carved in stone,

This road I built, it’s mine alone.

I was made from the stories and all the rain,

I’ve seen the devil walk tryin’ to bring back the pain.

Even strong men fall, yeah, they bend, they break,

Carryin’ the weight of all their mistakes.

But it’s written deep in these see-through scars,

Even if it kills me, I’ll keep holdin’ on—

While blood stains the bar.

My daddy taught me how to stand tall,

To keep my faith when the night falls.

Ain’t no shame in the hurt, it’s part of the plan,

That’s how the Lord makes a boy into a man.

I was made from the stories and all the rain,

I’ve seen the devil walk tryin’ to bring back the pain.

Even strong men fall, yeah, they bend, they break,

Carryin’ the weight of every chain they make.

But it’s written deep in these see-through scars,

Even if it kills me, I’ll keep holdin’ on—

While blood stains the bar.