Dust Lover -

Look at all the dust

in the pasture

Reminds me of my life

Reminds me of a lover I had

during my childhood, I was a child

And the face of my lover was dirty

and it was dry dust, not wet dirt

Nothing would grow, everything was brown

I was just a little girl with a dirty frown

Dust lover, dust lover

Dust in the wind, dust in the wind

Dust lover, dust lover

Dust in the wind, dust in the wind

I met my lover in the school house

I was wearing a white blouse

I was clean like a teen should be

Yearning for life and loveliness

And he turned my blouse brown

And we caressed to the touch of the moonlight rocker

You wanted to touch me all night

You dirty bravooo

Dust lover, dust lover

Dust in the wind, dust in the wind

Dust lover, dust lover

Dust in the wind, dust in the wind

So when I drive by

A dusty pasture

It takes me back to my childhood

It takes my back to my dirty lover