Precious Dust Lyrics

Levi Chisum was a wrangler of the plains

A weather beaten cowboy, you could see it in his face

Running from the wreckage of a debt he's yet to pay

Somewhere 'tween the sinner and the saint

Hallelujah - wash away the dust

Hallelujah - wash me in the blood

Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust

Purify this heart of precious dust

Levi was a loner, never one to settle down

Tumbleweed in his veins, he rolled from town to town

Boot Hill's full of souls who pulled the trigger without aim

He could hear them callin' his name

Hallelujah - wash away the dust

Hallelujah - wash me in the blood

Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust

Purify this heart of precious dust

One day a great chubasco came, the terror of the sky

The gunsmoke clouds he couldn't dodge, they'd come to hang him high

The day of reckoning was here to send his soul to hell

Somewhere in the distance... he could hear a mission bell

Hallelujah - wash away the dust

Hallelujah - wash me in the blood

Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust

Purify this heart of precious dust

Thunder shook the ground as Levi swung the church door wide

The padre saw the look of desperation in his eyes

He pointed to the cross and said Someone has paid the cost

"Son, you are forgiven", led him to a wooden trough

Levi went down a sinner, came up a Son of God

Hallelujah - wash away the dust

Hallelujah - wash me in the blood

Set me right in the saddle, Let it make this sidearm rust

Purify this heart of precious dust