Every line in your face Is a road you've been down It's a freight train you hopped It's a night in a strange town It's a joke that you've told It's a tear that rolled on A sad story you've heard Or a lover who's gone And the scars on your hands It's the hard work that you've done It's the skin that you've touched Or the wars that you've won It's the baby you cradled It's the letter you wrote It's the time you held on It's the time you let go And the footprints you leave Are perfect and deep And your soul is a place that is tough But is sweet And the shadow you cast Is straight and is true But the lines and the scars Are what I love about you. And the rust in your voice It's the dust and the rain It's the choices defended again and again and again It's the life that you led It's the friends come and gone It's the highways and truck stops And the cold still dawn And the footprints you leave Are perfect and deep And your soul is a place that is tough But is sweet And the shadow you cast Is straight and is true But the lines and the scars and the rust Is what I love about you.