Steel Dust Rodeo

(hooo-yeah) Dust on the boots,

fire in the sky

This hard-luck road

is running bone dry

When the thunder rolls

over the hill

We're standing fast,

we're standing still

There's a storm brewing

deep in our bones Heavy hearts pounding

out on these stones

(lord, have mercy)

Iron and oil,

sweat on the brow

We ain't looking back,

we can't stop now

Storm brewing deep in our bones... (yeah)