Texty: John Hiatt. Dust Down a Country Road.

Could not get to sleep it was on my wedding night
I was tangled in the sheets and I was dreaming of a light
Pouring from her window, coming up through the floor
Lifting up the darkness crashing through my kitchen door

Down to that old oak table I went to take a look
And my whole life flashed before me just like a story book
She used to make me breakfast or sit around and talk
Have another cup of coffee or maybe take a little walk

Dust down a country road
Blowing in the wind behind an old truck load
Up before the rooster crowed
There's an old dog staring at the dust down a country road

And that truck is going somewhere I just can't be sure
When tomorrow's just the day after all that's gone before
And I always thought of leaving I never could stay too long
Now her memory's catching up and our sweet dreams are all gone

Like dust down a country road
Blowing in the wind behind an old truck load
Up before the rooster crowed
There's an old dog staring at the dust down a country road

If I had a bullet I'd put it in this gun
And I'd catch that old dog napping and I'd shoot him before he runs
'Cause he ain't much good for nothin' except staring at the dust
Lord I wonder what he's looking at sneaking up on us

Like dust down a country road
Blowing in the wind behind an old truck load
Up before the rooster crowed
There's an old dog staring at the dust

Dust down a country road
Blowing in the wind behind an old truck load
Up before the rooster crowed
There's an old dog staring at the dust down a country road
Now there's an old dog staring at the dust down a country road