When the Dust Settles
Nowadays it's a race to the top
You got one shot to make your mark
You can do what the whole crowd's doin'
Or you can do what's in your heart
Well there's money if you win it
If your heart ain't in it, well, it ain't worth a dime
So get your tombstone ready and your suit 'n' tie steady
'Cause you might as well be dying
Cut all my wires, slash my tires
Throw my keys off of Slaughter Creek Bridge
If I get damned for givin' a damn, you can't say I never did
But there's too many jacked-up trucks in the way
And this dirt track's getting old
When the dust settles
I'll get on down the road
It's a shame if the love for the
game ain't what the ride's about no more
Well it's nice to be number one, hell
That's what we're all here for
It ain't doomed for something that ain't like nothing
Nobody ever saw
If there isn't, then forget it, you can have it
I'd rather not be known at all
Cut all my wires, slash my tires
Throw my keys off of Slaughter Creek Bridge
If I get damned for givin' a damn, you can't say I never did
But there's too many jacked-up trucks in the way
And this dirt track's getting old
When the dust settles
I'll get on down the road
Cut all my wires, slash my tires
Throw my keys off of Slaughter Creek Bridge
If I get damned for givin' a damn, you can't say I never did
Well there's too many jacked-up trucks in the way
And this dirt track's getting old
When the dust settles
I'll get on down the road
When the dust settles
I'll get on down the road
You got one shot to make your mark
You can do what the whole crowd's doin'
Or you can do what's in your heart
Well there's money if you win it
If your heart ain't in it, well, it ain't worth a dime
So get your tombstone ready and your suit 'n' tie steady
'Cause you might as well be dying
Cut all my wires, slash my tires
Throw my keys off of Slaughter Creek Bridge
If I get damned for givin' a damn, you can't say I never did
But there's too many jacked-up trucks in the way
And this dirt track's getting old
When the dust settles
I'll get on down the road
It's a shame if the love for the
game ain't what the ride's about no more
Well it's nice to be number one, hell
That's what we're all here for
It ain't doomed for something that ain't like nothing
Nobody ever saw
If there isn't, then forget it, you can have it
I'd rather not be known at all
Cut all my wires, slash my tires
Throw my keys off of Slaughter Creek Bridge
If I get damned for givin' a damn, you can't say I never did
But there's too many jacked-up trucks in the way
And this dirt track's getting old
When the dust settles
I'll get on down the road
Cut all my wires, slash my tires
Throw my keys off of Slaughter Creek Bridge
If I get damned for givin' a damn, you can't say I never did
Well there's too many jacked-up trucks in the way
And this dirt track's getting old
When the dust settles
I'll get on down the road
When the dust settles
I'll get on down the road
Credits
Writer(s): Brent Cobb, Neil Medley
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