Gathering Dust

The band has quit playing

And the house lights are on

Pry this drink from my fingers

And the good times are gone.There's a girl in the corner

She's been waiting all night

For some road weary gypsy

To take her home for awhile.

But I ain't got it in me

All I've got is this guitar

And I'll keep breaking strings

But I've long since quit breaking hearts.And I'll stick to my guns and keep riding

Got my sights set on the one that I love

I'll go where the music will take me

All the while gathering dust.A wise man once told me

Play it straight from the heart

'Cause if you don't stand for something

It will all fall apartLike a lonesome dust devil

Spinning out of control

Gonna flare up and burn out

That's the way that it goes.So I'll look for a good star in that big Texas sky

Lord there must be a heaven

The road is my angel tonight.

And I'll stick to my guns and keep riding

Got my sights set on the one that I love

And I'll go where the music will take me

All the while gathering dust.Yeah I'll stick to my guns and keep riding

Got my sights set on the one that I love

And I'll go where the music will take me

All the while gathering dust.The band has quit playing

They tore it all down

Pry this drink from my fingers

Gonna head out of town, Ha!