(Verse 1) I was three sheets deep in a Chevron parkin’ lot Camaro coughin’ blue smoke, prayin’ the tires don’t lock Got a voicemail from Mama sayin’ “Son, the church still got your seat” But I was too busy chasin’ ghosts down a dead-end street Had a Bible in the glovebox, pages stuck with Cope juice Cross on my neck swingin’ like a noose I tied loose Till that thunderstorm rolled in, sounded like God cleared His throat Said, “Boy, you can run from everythin’ but the truth you wrote” (Pre-Chorus – voice cracks, let it bleed) I ain’t proud of the man in the rearview But I’m done lettin’ him drive… (Chorus – trap hi-hats snap under a steel swell) I found grace on a gravel road, knee-deep in the clay Where the devil lost his grip and the dirt washed hell away Ain’t no preacher, just a sinner with a half-lit Marlboro light Talkin’ to the sky like, “Lord, don’t let me go” Yeah, I found grace on a gravel road And for the first time I ain’t alone (Verse 2) She was waitin’ by the oak tree where we carved our names at sixteen Same brown eyes that caught every lie I ever tried to feed She said, “I heard you hit rock bottom; funny, that’s where I found my faith” Then she kissed me like forgiveness and it still tastes the same We laid in the truck bed, stars punchin’ holes in the dark She traced the scars on my arm, said, “These ain’t who you are” I cried like a damn kid, let the mud soak through my jeans Sometimes salvation smells like PBR and gasoline (Chorus – bigger, voice raspy, let the reverb ring) I found grace on a gravel road, knee-deep in the clay Where the devil lost his grip and the dirt washed hell away Ain’t no preacher, just a sinner with a half-lit Marlboro light Talkin’ to the sky like, “Lord, don’t let me go” Yeah, I found grace on a gravel road And for the first time I ain’t alone (Bridge – strip it to just voice and a distant kick drum) Now I wake up sober, coffee black, no shake in my hands Mama’s Bible open to the prodigal, underlined in her pen I still cuss, still chew, still got mud on my boots But the man in the mirror finally tells the truth (Final Chorus – full send, crowd screaming it back) I found grace on a gravel road, where the broken learn to stand Where a wrecked soul trades the bottle for a calloused prayin’ hand Turn the headlights off, let the moonlight show Every scar that proves I’m still breathin’ and lettin’ the old me go Yeah, I found grace on a gravel road Thank God these backroads still know my name And still let a man come home (Outro – whisper over fading steel) Gravel road grace…
