DIRT on my BOOTS FIRE in my SOUL

“Dirt On My Boots, Fire In My Soul”

(Verse 1)

I was raised where the street lights flickered,

Where the nights got cold and the days got hard,

Learned real young that a man gets tested,

When life starts dealing a crooked card.

I’ve worn the weight of my mistakes like iron,

Carried my demons like a loaded gun,

Had the devil sitting on my shoulder,

Laughing like he thought he’d already won.

(Pre-Chorus)

But every scar tells a story,

Every wound made me whole,

You can’t break a man who’s been fighting

For the pieces of his own soul.

(Chorus)

I got dirt on my boots, fire in my soul,

A heart full of battles and a story untold.

I’ve walked through hell just to find my way home,

Built from the ashes of the life I’ve known.

Life can be a bitch, yeah, it’ll knock you down,

Kick you through the dirt, try to strip your crown.

Keep your eyes on God when the devil comes around,

Dust on my boots, ten toes on the ground.

Been through hell, but I’m still standing tall,

Faith in my heart, I won’t fear the fall.

Life gets rough, but I stay rooted and true—

Eyes on God, dust on my boots, pushing through.

I ain’t perfect, I ain’t clean,

I’ve done my time with the man I’ve been.

But I stand here alive, and I paid my toll…

With dirt on my boots and fire in my soul.

(Verse 2)

I’ve seen good men fall and bad men rise,

Seen fake smiles hide behind honest eyes.

I learned hard work don’t make you rich,

But it keeps your head high when you’re buried in the ditch.

These hands got calluses, these bones got pain,

I’ve danced with the thunder, I’ve stood in the rain.

I’ve lost some battles, I’ve won a few wars,

Still kicking down every locked damn door.

(Bridge)

Tell my kids I was chasing tomorrow,

Trying to outrun yesterday’s ghost.

Every sacrifice, every long night alone,

Was me trying to give them more than I had ever known.

(Final Chorus)

I got dirt on my boots, fire in my soul,

A rebel heart that refuses to fold.

The road was rough, but it made me strong,

Turned my pain into a battle song.

The devil knows my name,

But he don’t own my fate.

I’m still standing tall

And I’m still tempting fate.

Yeah, I’ve been lost…

But I found my way home.

With dirt on my boots…

And fire in my soul.

Life can be a bitch, yeah, it’ll knock you down,

Kick you through the dirt, try to strip your crown.

Keep your eyes on God when the devil comes around,

Dust on my boots, ten toes on the ground.

Been through hell, but I’m still standing tall,

Faith in my heart, I won’t fear the fall.

Life gets rough, but I stay rooted and true—

Eyes on God, dust on my boots, pushing through.