The dust kicks up on a one lane road
A rusted-out truck where memories are stowed
Lightning scars in an open sky
Fields of gold as the day says goodbye
Mama's voice through a screen door cracks
A lullaby lost never coming back
Empty chairs on the porch out front
Time moves slow but the pain still hunts
Backroads and broken dreams
Life ain't always what it seem
Scars and stars light my way
Through the night to the break of day
Whiskey burns like a longing kiss
A borrowed love I can't dismiss
I left my heart near the old sawmill
And buried my past on that lonesome hill
There's a church bell ringing down the holler stream
Calling sinners and saints from their darkest dream
But me I'll ride till the tires burn thin
Chasing ghosts of the girl I've been
A harmonica wails a steel guitar cries
Underneath these Tennessee skies
But through it all the truth won't fade
I'm just a shadow that this town mad
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The dust kicks up on a one lane road
A rusted-out truck where memories are stowed
Lightning scars in an open sky
Fields of gold as the day says goodbye
Mama's voice through a screen door cracks
A lullaby lost never coming back
Empty chairs on the porch out front
Time moves slow but the pain still hunts
Backroads and broken dreams
Life ain't always what it seem
Scars and stars light my way
Through the night to the break of day
Whiskey burns like a longing kiss
A borrowed love I can't dismiss
I left my heart near the old sawmill
And buried my past on that lonesome hill
There's a church bell ringing down the holler stream
Calling sinners and saints from their darkest dream
But me I'll ride till the tires burn thin
Chasing ghosts of the girl I've been
A harmonica wails a steel guitar cries
Underneath these Tennessee skies
But through it all the truth won't fade
I'm just a shadow that this town mad
A rusted-out truck where memories are stowed
Lightning scars in an open sky
Fields of gold as the day says goodbye
Mama's voice through a screen door cracks
A lullaby lost never coming back
Empty chairs on the porch out front
Time moves slow but the pain still hunts
Backroads and broken dreams
Life ain't always what it seem
Scars and stars light my way
Through the night to the break of day
Whiskey burns like a longing kiss
A borrowed love I can't dismiss
I left my heart near the old sawmill
And buried my past on that lonesome hill
There's a church bell ringing down the holler stream
Calling sinners and saints from their darkest dream
But me I'll ride till the tires burn thin
Chasing ghosts of the girl I've been
A harmonica wails a steel guitar cries
Underneath these Tennessee skies
But through it all the truth won't fade
I'm just a shadow that this town mad
Writer: Bruce Greaves
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