Lyrics:
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got my my mind blown
Dirty got my mind gone
That money got
And I settled down along the Cimarron
It blowed away
It blowed away
My Oklahoma home it blown away
Well it looked so green and fair
When I built my
It was given to me by my father, she said
It was given to me
She took the back way home
Passed the lights and the Summerhill
Turned left onto
Here we are in the grays of winter,
Here we are just me and you,
Hold my hand,
Lets face tomorrow,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
around from town to town
Till they're back out on these fields
Where they fall from my hand
Back into the dirt of this hard land
Now me and my sister
Is the music of grove skin rock
Soaked in the diesel of was boys war?
Blood, black gold and the face of a judge
Is the music calling for a river
the lovely Madeline upon the barroom floor."
Another drink and with chalk in hand the vagabond began
To sketch a face that well might buy the soul of any
You should be happy with what you got,
You should be hard to be a brother,
You should be happy with what we give you
Hand over my face.
I am
over the edge
I am dust blown away over the edge
I am dust blown over the edge
Never thought that I would be the one
With the winning hand
So you see,
slipped out back
Across the railroad track
And you softly touched my face
Well I never did feel a train go by
But honey, I was blown away
No, I never
name, ha, ha, ha
I wanna feel sunlight on my face
I see that dust cloud disappear without a trace
I wanna take shelter from the poison rain
Where
He stopped by a stall between the barrels and sacks
A child's face peeped out and gave a smile and ran back
Behind a misty glass on a windowpane
And I settled down along the Cimarron
It blowed away
It blowed away
My Oklahoma home it blown away
Well it looked so green and fair
When I built my
number
In number one by one
You wake up and you're dying
You don't even know what from
Well they shot you point blank
You been shot in the back
number
In number one by one
You wake up and you're dying
You don't even know what from
Well they shot you point blank
You been shot in the back
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
much
Back in '64
And me and phazon out of phase, of least my temporary
Name for the day
Oh, blown away and screaming
All blown away and screaming
All
She had a cross around her neck
And a flower in her hand
That I picked from the side of Thomas Drive
On our way to the sand
We found an old
back; relax and soon it will just go away
Keep your hands off that red telephone
the man in the shadows, [?] fire, lookin' for the one
Ridin' on the pale horse, blade in hand (death is come)
Fear the reaper when you see his face, in
you've let me see
Sunny, thank you for the facts from A to Z
My life was torn like wind-blown sand
Then a rock was formed when we held hands
Sunny
in a dark and cruel world
She'd lost the way to say, "OK, now lay back"
We disagreed on most things, I shouted peace and love
The family is mankind,
on out with your hands up
Or we'll blow you out of here.
There was a face in the window
The TV cameras rolled
Then they cut to the announcer
with your hands up
Or we'll blow you out of here
There was a face in the window
The TV cameras rolled
Then they cut to the announcer
And the story was
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