Dust Bowl

DUST BOWL

An old road running through a dust bowl
Drove all night to seek the day
In a dust bowl headin’ down an old road
All those dry spells feel the same

Texas leaning on the throttle
Hot days on the line can change a man
Demons at the bottom of a bottle
Trouble for these poor tired hands

Moonlight and Oklahoma moonshine
Lead this old dog astray
Cheap wine and a never ending pipeline
I served my time till today

But a short note from you Rosealina
Delivered hope an Ozark spring can bring
Tulsa, where I know I’ll hold ya
I believe we still have songs left to sing

That pipeline cuts across the state line
Tween what I’ve been and what I long
It’s a fine line drawn upon the fault line
Tween what is right and what is wrong

But a short note from you Rosealina
Delivered hope an Ozark spring can bring
Tulsa, where I know I’ll hold ya
I believe we still have songs left to sing

An old road running from a dust bowl
Drove all night to find this day