Dust of Oklahoma

Don't you judge me if my shirt's grown worn and patched

Cause I'm much tougher than I look

It's been a hard year, the sky went dry way back

My father's fields went empty

Cause nothing never took

I hate the dust of Oklahoma

The wind that carries years away

I hate the sand, my Lord knows it to be true

But that train just keeps on coming

Like all bad dreams do

All I can see against that scarecrow horizon

Is endless lines of Telephone wire

The only thing that I can seem to keep my eyes on

Are those iron tracks that disappear into

the scorching sun

I hate the dust of Oklahoma

The wind that carries years away

I hate the sand, my Lord knows it to be true

And that train just keeps on coming

Like all bad dreams do

My father's dreams, the weeds have overtaken

They're all buried in the ground

But I made a promise for, his land to always treasure

But there's not treasure to be found

I hate the dust of Oklahoma

The wind that carries years away

I hate the sand, my Lord knows it to be true

And that train just keeps on coming

Like all bad dreams do

And that train just keeps on coming

Like all bad dreams do