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 a 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 But that train just keeps a 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 no 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 But that train just keeps a coming Like all bad dreams do But that train just keeps a coming Like all bad dreams do