Rust

On the chain link in the backyard
Hit the home run
Who's gonna go get it?
Daddy's Chevrolet on the tailpine
Creepin' upsides
Won't ever forget it
On the screws of a screen door
Tina on the school board
If I had to paint the place I grew up
I think I color it rust

Yeah, we got a blue sky, black top and some fields of gold
White cotton poppin' up where the green grass grows
This red-light town wouldn't shine like it does
Yeah, if it didn't have a little rust
Up and down that water tower
Rust wrapped around that barbed wire
We don't need no paint trying to cover it up
Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of rust

It was only whole nails, boat dock
Number 700, bottom of the tackle box
Auburn hair falling down in a flat bed
God even put it in a sunset

We got a blue sky, black top and some fields of gold
White cotton poppin' up where the green grass grows
This red-light town wouldn't shine like it does
Yeah, if it didn't have a little rust
Up and down that water tower
Rust wrapped around that barbed wire
We don't need no paint trying to cover it up
Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of rust

Nothing 'round here stays new forever
Time goes by
So does the weather
The best things I know get a little better with rust

Yeah, we got a blue sky, black top and some fields of gold
White cotton poppin' up where the green grass grows
This red-light town wouldn't shine like it does
Yeah, if it didn't have a little rust
Up and down that water tower
Rust wrapped around that barbed wire
And we don't need no paint trying to cover it up
Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of rust

Up on that Massey Tractor
Rust, yeah, man, on it it don't matter
That welcome sign is something I love
Yeah, it's the color of rust
Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of rust



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Lay, Ashley Glenn Gorley, Nicolle Galyon
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