Ninety days since the country's seen a drop of rain Forty-four since the grass began to burn Thristy cattle are millin' round the old creek bed Dusty winds where the waters used to churn Dusty winds, hear them blow Dusty winds, moanin' low Night and day on they go Those dusty winds Not a cloud in the sky but still the sun shines dim But enough to turn the scenery dark and brown Lookin' Westward is a dust cloud loomin' high in the sky Shows the trail of fifty settlers leavin' town Dusty winds, hear them blow Dusty winds, moanin' low Night and day on they go Those dusty winds When it's late in the evenin', in my cabin all alone It's so lonesome when that wind comes howlin' through And I think of all the settlers headin' West out of town Kinda wished I'd have left here with them too Dusty winds, hear them blow Dusty winds, moanin' low Night and day on they go Those dusty winds
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