Rust on the Chrome

Sunrise paintin' the rusted tin roof red, another dollar earned, another bill ahead.
My boots are heavy from the red clay dust, just a whisper of hope, and a whole lotta trust.
This worn-out jacket's seen its share of sun, from the dawn 'til the settin' of the day is done.

Got rust on the chrome, but the engine still roars, blues in my bones, knockin' on heaven's doors.
I pick out a melody, under the pale moonlight, makin' peace with the shadows, chasin' out the night.
Yeah, there's rust on the chrome, but my spirit shines on.

She waits for me with a gentle, knowing smile, makes these hard-worn feelings all worthwhile.
Washes away the worries with a soft, sweet hum, prayin' for a better day that's sure to come.
My fingers flyin' on an old wood guitar, wishin' on a country mile, and a distant star.

Got rust on the chrome, but the engine still roars, blues in my bones, knockin' on heaven's doors.
I pick out a melody, under the pale moonlight, makin' peace with the shadows, chasin' out the night.
Yeah, there's rust on the chrome, but my spirit shines on.

This road ain't easy, got more twists than straight, every bent fender just seals my fate.
To keep on movin', feelin' every single string, the soulful hum of life, the sweet song it brings.

Got rust on the chrome, but the engine still roars, blues in my bones, knockin' on heaven's doors.
I pick out a melody, under the pale moonlight, makin' peace with the shadows, chasin' out the night.
Yeah, there's rust on the chrome, but my spirit shines on.