Dusty Road
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Thanks to Mark Carter (RIP) for the request to write something that started “there ain’t no jobs and there ain’t no rain.” I was thinking about the Dust Bowl days in America when I wrote these lyrics.
Dusty Road
been lookin' all day for an honest wage
pass the jug and turn the page
this old world done take my dad
he gave the land all he had
it took from him; it stole his soul
it left him only the dusty road
there ain't no jobs and there ain't no rain
baby's cryin’; I’m broke again
but we'll get by I promise you
we’ll get by; we always do.
a loaf of bread and its okay
we're gonna make it another day
i ride them rails mile after mile
tracks run forever and for a while
i will remember dark sky and rain
drink the water; kill the pain
there ain't no jobs and there ain't no rain
baby's cryin; i'm broke again
but we'll get by I promise you
we'll get by; we always do.
we try our best to carry on
soon we'll see that we have won
our weary souls will find some rest
at heaven's gate we'll match this test
no more sorrow; no more pain
there ain't no jobs and there ain't no rain
2012 © Miriam Whatley. All Right Reserved.
