Little girl racing the setting sun
Kicking up dirt from here to Jackson
Got to be home by supper time
Or her brand new daddy’s gonna tan her hide
While the little girl’s momma she walks the floor
She was Miss Mississippi back in ’84
Daddy’s got a belly full of cheap red wine
Momma knows that daddy’s not the marrying kind
Dust on the road catches your eye
Flies from the wheels of other lives
Like shiny cars
As the years go by
Leave you behind
Dust on the road
Red and blue lights on a bedroom wall
Grown man’s voice says down the hall
By the bed side a little girl prays
The Lord moves in mysterious ways
Momma walks in saying it’s all right now
An angel of mercy in a coat and gown
In the cracked rear view of a beat-up Olds
Everything fades in the dust on the road
Dust on the road catches your eye
Flies from the wheels of other lives
Like shiny cars
Like the years roll by
Leave you behind
Dust on the road
Dust on the road catches your eye
Flies from the wheels of other lives
Like shiny cars
Like the years roll by
Leave you behind
Dust on the road