Dust Beneath My Boots - Ballads of the Black Heart (Dark Country Song)

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Lyrics

I buried love in a canyon deep,
Where wolves still howl and sinners sleep.
My boots are worn, my hands are scarred,
Each step I take just pulls me hard.

There’s dust beneath my boots again,
No home, no cross, no where or when.
The wind it whispers like it knows—
I walk the line where no one goes.

The towns all shutter when I roll through,
Eyes down low like they see truth.
The fire I lit don’t die with rain—
It burns inside like blood and shame.

There’s dust beneath my boots again,
No home, no cross, no where or when.
The wind it whispers like it knows—
I walk the line where no one goes.

I saw a preacher hang his head,
He said, “Son, you walk with the dead.”
But I just smiled and tipped my brim—
The dark don’t fear a soul like him.

There’s dust beneath my boots again,
No mercy left, no need to pretend.
This trail I blaze don’t ever end—
Just me and ghosts I call my friends.

Yeah… dust beneath my boots.
And hell behind my roots.