Dust Above the PorchLight

They say a real friend’s hard to find,

Like a

little rain in a long dry spell.

Plenty folks’ll raise a glass,

Few stick around when things go bad.

I’ve seen good times fill a room,

Watched hard times clear it out.

But when I called you late one night,

You said, “Sit tight,

I’m headed south.”

Down that dirt road,

dust flying high, You pulled up beneath that porch light.

Didn’t need a reason,

didn’t ask me why,

Just sat there with me half the night.

When this old world wore me thin,

You helped me find my feet again.

Of all the miles I’ve wandered through,

My best friend, I found in you.

(yeah, found in

you)

We’ve shared some laughs on a tailgate,

Split the last cold drink in two.

Talked about the ones we’re missing,

And the dreams we’re hanging on to.

You know when to let me ramble,

You know when to let things be.

And when your own road gets heavy,

You can hand those keys to me.

Down that dirt road,

dust flying high, You pulled up beneath that porch light.

Didn’t need a reason,

didn’t ask me why,

Just sat there with me half the night.

When this old world wore me thin,

You helped me find my feet again.

Of all the miles I’ve wandered through,

My best friend, I found in you.

Someday we’ll take those back roads slower,

Tell those same old stories twice.

You’ll still laugh before the ending,

I’ll still swear I told it right.

And if you need me come tomorrow,

You know what I’m gonna do—

Grab my coat, crank that engine,

Take that dirt road back to you.

Down that dirt road,

dust flying high, I’ll pull up beneath your porch light.

Won’t need a reason,

won’t ask you why,

We can sit there talking half the night.

Through the years and all we’ve been,

You’ve been my tried-and-true old friend.

Of all the miles I’ve wandered through,

I never found a friend like you.

(never found another friend)

Real friends can be hard to find…

I’m mighty glad you’re one of mine.

(one of mine...)