Dusty Road
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About Angelo Bellanca

Angelo Bellanca is a country-western artist with Italian roots but a soul deeply connected to American tradition. He writes his lyrics in English and has been playing the guitar for over 20 years, blending his sound with the distinctive twang of the banjo.

Growing up with a natural passion for music and rural landscapes, his style merges classic country with modern influences, telling stories of freedom, travel, and a deep connection to nature. His love for the mountains, the countryside, and animals is reflected in his songs, which evoke vast landscapes and the simple beauty of outdoor life.

If you love authentic country music, where every note carries the scent of the earth and the sound of the wind through the trees, you’re in the right place.

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Lead Singles

Dusty Road Solly's House

DUSTY ROAD


Whiskey burns, red sun fades,
dust rides high in the sky.
Boots hit gravel, echoes fade,
love turns cold.


Cold wind howls, lost remain,
cards fell hard, strayed again.
Smoke still lingers, scars run deep,
buried love.


Dusty Road,
Whiskey flows where the lost souls go.
Dusty Road,
Love too turned to dust in the cold wind’s blow.
Just a ghost on Dusty Road.


Gunshots rang, night stood still,
heart went cold, hands won’t heal.
Tracks are gone, fate is cast away.


Moonlight fades, dreams won’t last,
shadows call from the past.
Just a name time won’t erase once again.


Dusty Road,
Whiskey flows where the lost souls go.
Dusty Road,
Love too turned to dust in the cold wind’s blow.
Just a ghost on Dusty Road.


Bottle’s dry, night runs deep,
ain’t no rest, ain’t no sleep.
One last ride, one last show,
then I’m gone where the outlaws go.


Dusty Road,
Whiskey flows where the lost souls go.
Dusty Road,
Love too turned to dust in the cold wind’s blow.
Just a ghost on Dusty Road.

SOLLY’S HOUSE


Past the oak where fireflies shine,
Solly’s house feels warm, feels fine.
Lantern’s glow, rain taps slow,
calling you back home.


Porch light sways, a tune so sweet,
love and laughter, hearts still beat.
Night rolls in, stars shine through,
Solly’s house waits for you.


Green wall hums with stories old,
paint worn soft, memories told.
Shadows dance in candlelight,
home feels safe tonight.


Cards laid down, a friendly game,
Solly laughs, calls my name.
Jokes run wild, time slips fast,
good times built to last.


Solly’s house,
warm and bright,
feels like home…
feels just right.
A place to stay through the night.


Solly’s house,
still the same,
calls you back…
speaks your name.
A place to rest when times get tight.


Hands worked hard, years ran long,
brick by brick, standing strong.
Fought through storms, held on tight,
built with love, built just right.


Floorboards creak, whispers low,
echoes of the life they know.
Every scar, every stain,
tells a story, speaks a name.


Dreams still rise with morning light,
hopes stay warm through the night.
Solly smiles, eyes so wide,
future’s knocking just outside.


One more year, one more day,
new dreams come, old ones stay.
Through it all, through the fight,
Solly’s house still shines bright.


Solly’s house,
warm and bright,
feels like home…
feels just right.
A place to stay through the night.


Solly’s house,
still the same,
calls you back…
speaks your name.
A place to rest when times get tight.

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