[Verse 1] Got a dent in my truck and a run in my tights Lipstick crooked but the shade still right Paycheck gone on a bar tab, fine I got friends, I got time, I got shine [Pre-Chorus] Spill that drink, we ain’t crying Heart broke once, but I’m still trying Turn that hurt into high-heeled truth Watch me heal in these worn-out boots (yeah) [Chorus] I got dust on my dancing boots Sweat on my Sunday suit Laugh lines, last night’s bad decisions Still I move Turn my scars into something cute Sing my pain till it sounds like roots If the world’s gonna shake me loose I shake back, dust on my dancing boots [Verse 2] Mama said “girl, you were born too loud” Daddy just grinned, “she gon’ move a crowd” Now I’m here with a cheap red cup Little messed up but I’m rising up [Rap Verse] Yeah, small-town queen with a big-lung dream (uh) Broke that mold, ripped out the seams Hand-me-down jeans and a thrift-store ring But I still walk in like I own this thing Got a past like a wild brush fire But I plant new seeds in the ash and the wire You can count my falls, I can count my tries Every time I’m down, I just improvise (hey!) Two left feet but I still cut loose Faith in my chest like bulletproof If life wanna drag my name through the mud I’ll dance in the dirt till it turns to love [Chorus] I got dust on my dancing boots Sweat on my Sunday suit Laugh lines, last night’s bad decisions Still I move Turn my scars into something cute Sing my pain till it sounds like roots If the world’s gonna shake me loose I shake back, dust on my dancing boots (oh yeah) [Bridge] Raise your glass if you’re still here If you turned that fear into cheer We’re the cracked but shining proof Every step, more dust on our dancing boots [Chorus] We got dust on our dancing boots Sweat on our Sunday suits Laugh lines, last night’s bad decisions Still we move Turn our scars into something cute Sing our pain till it sounds like roots If the world’s gonna shake us loose We shake back, dust on our dancing boots
