Neon & Sawdust

(Verse 1) The sun’s bowing out, leaving gold on the brick, While the neon is waking up, steady and thick. Step over the threshold, leave the world at the door, Feel the crunch of the cedar on the dancehall floor. The air smells like leather and a little bit of sin, While the ghosts of the outlaws are checking us in. Got a pocket of rhythm and a heart on the sleeve, In a town that’s too honest for a soul to deceive. (Chorus) Oh, it’s just neon and sawdust, a red-dirt soul-shake, The kind of "Panther City" fever that you never wanna break. Got a thumb on the bass and a heel on the beat, Where the history and the future are dancing in the street. Yeah, it’s a high-energy "Howdy" and a soulful "Goodbye," Underneath the glow of a Tarrant County sky. (Verse 2) Hear the telecaster biting through the smoke and the haze, Like a rattlesnake rattle from the old-timer days. It’s a Motown groove in a Western-wear shirt, With a little bit of glitter and a whole lot of dirt. From the White Elephant bar to the Mule Alley glow, We’re taking it fast while we’re keeping it slow. No need for a spotlight, no need for the fame, When the jukebox is already shouting your name. (Chorus) Oh, it’s just neon and sawdust, a red-dirt soul-shake, The kind of "Panther City" fever that you never wanna break. Got a thumb on the bass and a heel on the beat, Where the history and the future are dancing in the street. Yeah, it’s a high-energy "Howdy" and a soulful "Goodbye," Underneath the glow of a Tarrant County sky. (Bridge) It’s the sweat on the brow, it’s the ring in the ear, The best-kept secret that you’re gonna hear. (Guitar Solo - High-octane, funky, and filled with "chicken-pickin" soul) (Outro) Yeah, neon and sawdust... Keep that rhythm rolling. Down in Cowtown. (Fade out)