Yeah…
Miles Harlan (yeah)
From the dirt to the shine (uh)

I was raised where the mailbox leans sideways
Red dust on my jeans every Friday
Radio crackle, mama prayin’ loud
Daddy said, “Son, don’t bow to the crowd”
Worked all week just to feel alive
Hands still sore but my dreams still high
They laughed when I said I was leavin’ town
Now they play my name when the sun goes down

From a backroad map to a bright marquee
Still hear that gravel talkin’ to me

I got gravel in my soul, got gold in my sight (yeah)
Still dirt on my boots when I step in the light
Came up hard, had to hold on tight
From the long way up through the longest nights
If I lose it all, I won’t fold, no
I was built outta gravel & gold (uh)

No silver spoon, just a chipped white plate
Cold truck seats, long interstate
I made bets on myself, let ‘em doubt my name
Every scar I earned put fuel in the flame
Small town talk but my vision global
Heart still blue-collar, mind still mobile
I don’t shine just to show ‘em glow
I shine ‘cause the dark tried to keep me low

Every mile was a toll I paid
Every loss just sharpened the blade

I got gravel in my soul, got gold in my sight (yeah)
Still dirt on my boots when I step in the light
Came up hard, had to hold on tight
From the long way up through the longest nights
If I lose it all, I won’t fold, no
I was built outta gravel & gold (yeah)

If tomorrow burns it all to the ground
I’ll still stand where I was first found
Ain’t afraid of the cold or the slow
‘Cause pressure made this backbone stone

I got gravel in my soul, got gold in my sight (oh yeah)
Still dirt on my boots when I step in the light
Came up hard, had to hold on tight
From the long way up through the longest nights
Let ‘em talk, let ‘em doubt what they know
I was built outta gravel & gold (yeah, yeah)

From the dust…
To the shine…
Gravel & gold.