"Clean Dirt" lyrics

It's spotlights and guitars
A lost soul on a rock 'n' roll highway
Smoky dive bars
Playing and paying dues the hard way
10 to 2 and beer-stained boots
Neon sweat bleeding through my shirt
It comes with the work
Clean dirt

I read the Good Book when I can
But don't make it every Sunday
I slip and fall more than now and then
Taking the straight-and-narrow sideways
Lord knows the dirt ground in my soul
Is enough for me to burn
But thank God that three nails
Two boards and one man
Clean dirt

Words in red and cold beer
Mama's prayers and raising all kinds of hell got me right here
At this crossroads with myself
It's hard for me to hit my knees and take something I didn't earn
But grace is free and it cleans dirt

I read the Good Book when I can
But don't make it every Sunday
I slip and fall more than now and then
Taking the straight-and-narrow sideways
And Lord knows the dirt ground in my soul
Is enough for me to burn
Thank God three nails
Two boards and one man
Clean dirt

Clean dirt

Yeah, Lord knows the dirt ground in my soul
Is enough for me to burn
And Hell's what I deserve
But thank God that three nails
Two boards and one man
Clean dirt

Clean dirt