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)