No. 5 - Bill Rust

Living, fighting, obsessing Just as long as I can share it all with you Yesterday, today, tomorrow, come rain, come shine Hell and back, the beginning, inbetween, till the end of time All that shines turns to rust All that stands in time Turns to dust As above, so below You ain't no fool and honey, I'm damn sure that you know Yesterday, today, tomorrow, come rain, come shine Hell and back, the beginning, inbetween, till the end of time All that shines turns to rust All that stands in time Turns to dust Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... ah ah Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... ah ah Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... ah ah Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... ah ah All that shines turns to rust All that stands in time Turns to dust All that shines turns to rust All that stands in time Turns to dust

On the chain link in the backyard Hit the home run Who's gonna go get it? Daddy's Chevrolet on the tailpine Creepin' upsides Won't ever forget it On the screws of a screen door Tina on the school board If I had to paint the place I grew up I think I color it rust Yeah, we got a blue sky, black top and some fields of gold White cotton poppin' up where the green grass grows This red-light town wouldn't shine like it does Yeah, if it didn't have a little rust Up and down that water tower Rust wrapped around that barbed wire We don't need no paint trying to cover it up Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of rust It was only whole nails, boat dock Number 700, bottom of the tackle box Auburn hair falling down in a flat bed God even put it in a sunset We got a blue sky, black top and some fields of gold White cotton poppin' up where the green grass grows This red-light town wouldn't shine like it does Yeah, if it didn't have a little rust Up and down that water tower Rust wrapped around that barbed wire We don't need no paint trying to cover it up Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of rust Nothing 'round here stays new forever Time goes by So does the weather The best things I know get a little better with rust Yeah, we got a blue sky, black top and some fields of gold White cotton poppin' up where the green grass grows This red-light town wouldn't shine like it does Yeah, if it didn't have a little rust Up and down that water tower Rust wrapped around that barbed wire And we don't need no paint trying to cover it up Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of rust Up on that Massey Tractor Rust, yeah, man, on it it don't matter That welcome sign is something I love Yeah, it's the color of rust Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of rust