Faded dreams and blue jeans

A Rangers cap with sweat rings

There ' s a hole in the sole of my favorite boots

Well I ' ve been at it a long time

Working on that bottom line

And every shirt I ' ve worn the collar ' s been blue

One of these days I ' m gonna jump off that shelf

Hit that ground runnin '

At least that ' s what I keep tellin ' myself

I ' ve been sitting on the fence for way too long

Warmin ' that bench as chance moves on

And believe me that ain ' t the way to live

And this barely getting by is really getting old

And it ' s hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt

But someday somethin ' s gotta give

Busted hands and broken land

Black gold turned to sand

And the whiskey is the only well that ' s running deep

And the dust devils dancing on the mesa again

At the mercy of that west Texas wind

The tumble weeds they seem to know more than me

They always find their way right out of town

They never turn back

They keep on rollin ' and they don ' t slow down

I ' ve been sitting on the fence for way too long

Warmin ' that bench as chance moves on

And believe me that ain ' t the way to live

And this barely getting by is really getting old

And it ' s hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt

But someday somethin ' s gotta give

I ' ve been sitting on the fence for way too long

Warmin ' that bench as chance moves on

And believe me that ain ' t the way to live

And this barely getting by is really getting old

And it ' s hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt

But someday somethin ' s gotta give

I ' ve been sitting on the fence for way too long

Warmin ' that bench as chance moves on

And believe me that ain ' t the way to live

And this barely getting by is really getting old

And it ' s hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt

But someday somethin ' s gotta give