[Verse] Dust on my boots, and the courthouse stone, Strumming my heart out, but Iâm still alone. Coins in the jar, theyâre clinking slow, Singing my story where the cold winds blow. [Pre-Chorus] Eyes pass like shadows, but Iâm here to stay, Grit in my voice, ainât no price to pay. [Chorus] Play me for supper, sing me for bread, These blues keep me breathing, got words left unsaid. Play me for supper, give me that chance, A song for your soul and a way to dance. [Verse] Courthouse steps, where the law stands tall, Iâm fighting my fight with a rusty guitar call. Nightâs creeping close, but I hold my ground, Every lost note, is a battle sound. [Pre-Chorus] Whispers and echoes, they fade in the night, But this smoky contraltoâs ready to fight. [Chorus] Play me for supper, sing me for bread, These blues keep me breathing, got words left unsaid. Play me for supper, give me that chance, A song for your soul and a way to dance. [Bridge] Rough hands, hard life, but my spiritâs alive, Every chordâs a story, every verse will survive. Donât turn your back when the shadows grow long, In the heart of the courthouse, youâll hear my song. [Chorus] Play me for supper, sing me for bread, These blues keep me breathing, got words left unsaid. Play me for supper, give me that chance, A song for your soul and a way to dance. [Outro] Play me for supper, donât let me fade, Outside these courthouse steps, where dreams are made.