Diamonds in the Dust

The sun breaks on this broken land

As gears grind into motion again

And tomorrow is always yesterday

The ground is cracked like dirty glass

Gives and takes like God's right hand

It's always a cruel dollar to mine

Ain't no shine that shines quite like

Diamonds in the dust

Gold will tarnish, chrome will rust

They don't shine like

Diamonds in the dust

Born onto the cold front line

Rusty skin and sunburnt eyes

Made of salt and working the dirt

The son relives his father's past

Toil and liquor in an hourglass

Turn it over and drink it dry again

Ain't no shine that shines quite like

Diamonds in the dust

Gold will tarnish, chrome will rust

They don't shine like

Diamonds in the dust