I woke up late again
Same crack in the wall
Cold coffee on the sink
Your side still in the hall
My shoes by the door
Ain’t moved in days
I keep checking that frame
For your ghost in the glaze
And I swear I hear you
When the heater moans
Swear I see your shape
In these busted rooms alone
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots
I been walking these miles
Just to miss you
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots
Every road I take
Leads me back to you
The barber cut it short
Didn’t change a thing
Still got your goodbye
Tied up in my ring
I tried the honky-tonk
Tried to drown the ache
But every slow song
Knows my name by mistake
And the bottle don’t fix
What the night began
Just a tired old man
With a shaking hand
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots
I been walking these miles
Just to miss you
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots
Every road I take
Leads me back to you
If you ever come around
Find me in this town
By the same old window
With my heart worn down
I’ll be right here
When the rain gets through
Still carrying all
This dust for you
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots
I been walking these miles
Just to miss you
Dust on my boots
Dust on my boots
Every road I take
Leads me back to you
