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
