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  1. Dust

From the album Fluke or Flounder

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John Guliak - Vocal and acoustic guitar
Paul Rigby - Pedal Steel, Percussion
Keith Rose - Bass
David MacAnulty - Drums

Lyrics

Dust

He came in the summer with the railway crew
Just a farm boy with no farm to go to
‘Cause his dad kept gambling ‘till he finally found a rope to hang on to
And he hated everybody in that dirty little town
Their spit-shined chevys looked like highway clowns
A truck was made for working not for polishing and driving around

The dust don’t worry ‘bout the day the rain will wash it away
Here on the prairies it’ll soon cover everything again

She walked so determined in those high-heeled shoes
She’d walk right out of town when she finished high school
Leave her reputation for the gossips in the coffee shops to cling to
But it wasn’t much better in those bright city lights
The moon disappeared in the vanity lights
And her eyes were the stars, no need to look far for the sky

The dust don’t worry ‘bout the day the rain will wash it away
Here on the prairies it’ll soon cover everything again
The dust don’t worry ‘bout the day the rain will wash it away

He broke every cliché in his final year
Aced all the parties, never bought the beer
Always got the girl but never really took the time to meet her
Then he worked for his daddy in the hardware store
Selling BBQs and mopping up the floor
And it was clear that he wasn’t the town hero anymore

The dust don’t worry ‘bout the day the rain will wash it away
Here on the prairies it’ll soon cover everything again
The dust don’t worry ‘bout the day the rain will wash it away
Here on the prairies it’ll soon cover everything again

The rain tastes like the sweat from my brow
Let it wash all over me
I’m drifting again but wherever I’m found
I am bound to the lonely prairie