Dust on the Hymnbook | Red Dirt Country Ballad of Faith, Storms & Coming Home

Описание: Dust on the Hymnbook is a confessional Red Dirt Country ballad about faith, doubt, and the journey home. It’s a song for those who have prayed in an empty church, who know what the silence after a storm sounds like, and who still search for the light even when the road is dusty and long.
Fusing acoustic honesty with raw electrics, slide guitar, the warmth of a Hammond organ, and the gentle pulse of drums, this song carries the spirit of Texas, memories of the past, and the hope of forgiveness.

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There’s dust on the hymnbook, cracks in the pew,
The preacher's long gone, but I still sit a few.
The roof leaks a prayer when the thunder rolls in,
But somehow this silence still feels like a hymn.

I ain’t no saint, but I’ve walked through the storm,
With mud on my boots and a heart that’s been torn.
I ain't found salvation, but I ain’t all wrong —
Just chasing the light where the lost belong.

Mama lit candles when daddy got mean,
Said, “Baby, hold tight to what love really means.”
Now the wind hums a tune through the cottonwood trees,
And I sing with the ghosts on my bended knees.

I ain’t no saint, but I’ve walked through the storm,
With mud on my boots and a heart that’s been torn.
I ain't found salvation, but I ain’t all wrong —
Just chasing the light where the lost belong.

Red clay remembers each sin and each grace,
It don’t care your name, only how you were raised.

I ain’t no saint, but I’ve made my own way,
Through barrooms and chapels and long yesterdays.
If heaven’s out there past this gravel and dawn —
I’ll ride ‘til I find where the lost belong.

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