Verse 1 You think I’m weak, but I don’t bend Seen your kind round every bend Dust in my boots, blood on my lip Took your shot, but I don’t slip
Chorus I’m not your bitch, I’m not your slave Ain’t digging no man’s shallow grave You throw your chains, I ride away I’m not your bitch, I don’t stay
Verse 2 Cut my hair with a rusty blade Pink in the sun, don’t ever fade Neon nights and a six-string cry You talk big, but I don’t buy
Chorus I’m not your bitch, I’m not your slave Ain’t digging no man’s shallow grave You throw your chains, I ride away I’m not your bitch, I don’t stay
Bridge Thunder rolls and the sky turns black Strike that match, no turning back Desert wind in every stitch Scream it loud — I’m not your bitch
Final Chorus (x2) I’m not your bitch, I’m not your slave Ain’t digging no man’s shallow grave You throw your chains, I ride away I’m not your bitch, I don’t stay
[Verse 1] Engine hum and a half-lit sky, Boots on gravel, I don’t ask why, Wind cuts sharp through a worn-out tee, Whole damn road keep callin’ me.
Rearview ghosts in a fading line, Left ‘em all at the county line, You talk tough but you don’t know me— I don’t stop, I don’t break, I don’t plea.
[Pre-Chorus] Matchstick spark in a dead-end town, One more strike, burn it down…
[Chorus] Dust and gasoline, that’s my name, Fire in my blood, I don’t stay the same, Strike that spark, let the whole thing lean— I’m all grit, dust and gasoline.
Dust and gasoline, feel that heat, No slow roll, just a restless beat, You can try but you won’t hold me— I’m all grit, dust and gasoline.
[Verse 2] Barroom lights and a busted sign, Cheap cold beer and a warning line, Every eye when I step inside— They all watch but I never hide.
Six-string cry with a dirty tone, Play it loud like I’m all alone, You want in but you’re way too clean— This ain’t yours, this ain’t your scene.
[Pre-Chorus] Knuckles white on a midnight wheel, Say my name—know it’s real…
[Chorus] Dust and gasoline, that’s my name, Fire in my blood, I don’t stay the same, Strike that spark, let the whole thing lean— I’m all grit, dust and gasoline.
Dust and gasoline, feel that heat, No slow roll, just a restless beat, You can try but you won’t hold me— I’m all grit, dust and gasoline.
[Bridge] No fence line gonna hold this ground, No shut door gonna lock me down, If you hear that engine scream— That’s me tearing through your dream.
[Guitar Solo – bluesy, gritty, expressive bends]
[Final Chorus] Dust and gasoline, that’s my name, Fire in my blood, I don’t stay the same, Strike that spark, let the whole thing lean— I’m all grit, dust and gasoline.
Dust and gasoline, one more mile, Danger lives in a crooked smile, You can chase but you won’t own me— I’m all grit, dust and gasoline.