Dusty Boots from Wild-West by Munich Prairie Sons

The sun is setting on the open plains
Dust swirls up from the worn-out trail
Boots that have seen a thousand miles
Trudge through the fading light of day
Each step tells a story of the road ahead

The saddle creaks as the horse trots on
Underneath a sky painted in gold
Cattle lowing in the distance
The fields stretch out like a sea of grain
In the silence, there’s a quiet strength

Dusty boots, worn from the open road
Every mark and scar a tale of where they’ve been
Through the highs and lows, they’ve walked their path
In the dust and the dirt, they carry the past

The campfire crackles as the night draws near
Boots rested by the flickering flame
Old songs drift on the cool night air
Memories of the journey etched in every scuff
In the glow of the fire, the heart finds peace

Morning dew coats the grass with a shine
Boots set out to meet the day anew
The horizon calls with a promise of more
Every trail leads to a new adventure
With every step, the story unfolds

Dusty boots, worn from the open road
Every mark and scar a tale of where they’ve been
Through the highs and lows, they’ve walked their path
In the dust and the dirt, they carry the past

As the sun sets and the stars appear
Boots rest once again, ready for tomorrow
The road may be long, but the journey’s true
In every dust-covered trace, there’s a story
Of a life lived fully, one step at a time

• Country
• Western
• Munich