Dust On My Boots, Grace In My Heart (Folk-Gospel Male)

Verse 1

Sun comes up on a broken road

Coffee cold in a paper cup

Bible slid on the old dashboard

Pages worn

Corners folded up

I don't know every line by heart

But the ones I do still hit hard

Chorus

I got dust on my boots

Grace in my heart

Stumbling steps

But I don’t fall apart

Every mile

Every scar

Every fresh new start

Dust on my boots

Grace in my heart (oh yeah)

Verse 2

Pulled off by a rusted sign

Sat and read ‘bout bread and wine

Wind blew through like a quiet hymn

Guilt poured out

Peace poured in

I still doubt

I still get scared

But I keep finding You already there

Chorus

I got dust on my boots

Grace in my heart

Stumbling steps

But I don’t fall apart

Every mile

Every scar

Every fresh new start

Dust on my boots

Grace in my heart

Bridge

I miss the turn

You mark the map

I fall asleep

You’re keeping track

When I let go

You hold fast

Love that out-runs my past (woah)

Chorus

I got dust on my boots

Grace in my heart

Stumbling steps

But I don’t fall apart

Every mile

Every scar

Every fresh new start

Dust on my boots

Grace in my heart

Yeah

Dust on my boots

Grace in my heart