Lyrics
Out on the dusty edge of this nowhere town
Sun hangs heavy whiskey burnin' down
We spot that young fella with fire in his eye
Workin' a storm like he owns the sky
Buildin' a dream on a rickety frame
Talkin' big 'bout glory and fame
We lean on the fence in the evenin' light
Whisperin' bets he'll slip out tonight
Aw he's got a whole lot of quit in him boys
Buried deep like a thorn in his soul
Starts like a wildfire burns bright for a spell
But first storm hits he folds
Seen it a hundred times the lonesome parade
Fellas who run but can't stand in the shade
Yeah he's got the quit callin' his name
Draggin' him under leavin' nothin' but shame
Looky here sweatin' under that brim
Poundin' nails like he's fightin' a sin
Eyes wanderin' to the horizon blue
Dreamin' easier roads like we all do
Knew it shakin' his rough hand that day
Restless itch like dust in the wind swept way
He grins through mornin' swears he's in it for good
But by supper watch him bolt like he should
Aw he's got a whole lot of quit in him boys
Buried deep like a thorn in his soul
Starts like a wildfire burns bright for a spell
But first storm hits he folds
Seen it a hundred times the lonesome parade
Fellas who run but can't stand in the shade
Yeah he's got the quit callin' his name
Draggin' him under leavin' nothin' but shame
Day's drawin' short shadows grow long
He's pacin' the yard hummin' some old song
We holler once"Dig in your heels, kid"
He just laughs soft
The tollin' of bells hid
Ain't no blame in the quittin' hearts break that way
Leave echoes of what might've stayed
Us? Still here coffee gone cold
Watchin' another story unfold
Aw he's got a whole lot of quit in him boys
Slippin' away like a river run dry
Hitch up his boots at the end of the line
Wave goodbye to the fight leavin' us wonderin' why