Dusty By Fred Eaglesmith Tabbed by Bob Roddis [C] Across the mesa The daylight [G] shines In your [F] eyes And it makes you [G] blind And in your [C] head Sirens [G] wail They just [F] let you Out of [C] jail [G] You're just [C] dusty now There's flies [G] on you Your guns are [F] rusty And your soul is [G] too The Texas is [C] wearing off Of your leather [G] boots You're just [F] dusty There's flies on [C] you. There's tobacco Inside your cuffs And you drink too much But it's never enough People stare at you As you stand and cough Might be the weather Might be the dust [Bb]Rain rain rain In a [C] western sky [Bb] Teardrops in your heart [G] Gravel in your eyes