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 And 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 And I hate the sand, my Lord knows it to be true But that train just keeps it coming like all bad dreams do All I can see against that scarecrow horizon Is an endless line 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 And I hate the sand, my Lord knows it to be true And that train just keeps it 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 it coming like all bad dreams do And that train just keeps it coming like all bad dreams do