Precious Dust

Levi Chisum was a wrangler of the plains
A weather beaten cowboy, you could see it in his face
Running from the wreckage of a debt he's yet to pay
Somewhere 'tween the sinner and the saint

Hallelujah - wash away the dust
Hallelujah - wash me in the blood
Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust
Purify this heart of precious dust

Levi was a loner, never one to settle down
Tumbleweed in his veins, he rolled from town to town
Boot Hill's full of souls who pulled the trigger without aim
He could hear them callin' his name

Hallelujah - wash away the dust
Hallelujah - wash me in the blood
Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust
Purify this heart of precious dust

One day a great chubasco came, the terror of the sky
The gunsmoke clouds he couldn't dodge, they'd come to hang him high
The day of reckoning was here to send his soul to hell
Somewhere in the distance... he could hear a mission bell

Hallelujah - wash away the dust
Hallelujah - wash me in the blood
Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust
Purify this heart of precious dust

Thunder shook the ground as Levi swung the church door wide
The padre saw the look of desperation in his eyes
He pointed to the cross and said Someone has paid the cost
"Son, you are forgiven", led him to a wooden trough
Levi went down a sinner, came up a Son of God

Hallelujah - wash away the dust
Hallelujah - wash me in the blood
Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust
Purify this heart of precious dust



Credits
Writer(s): Douglas Pinson
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