Dust and Dirt

Her Daddy had a couple of acres
All that man ever seemed to do was work
Sweating over plow and hoe still all that farm seemed to grow
Was miles of dust and dirt
And her Mama died when she was just a little girl
They took her off in a long black hearse
She still remembers the sight of her travelling towards the light
Down a road of dust and dirt
Dust and dirt
Dust and dirt
Underneath your nails and on your shirt
It’s hard to keep on believing when all of your dreams get
Covered in dust and dirt
She fell in love with a boy named Jacob Findlay
Whom her Daddy gave a little bit of work
True love is handsome and tall and wears cover all’s
The color of dust and dirt
Jake took a job working in the city
Once he got settled he swore he’d come back for her
She thinks of him all through the night
And when she does she cries
Tears of dust and dirt
Before bed some nights she talks to Jesus
Jesus, please hear my little prayer for what it’s worth
Because I hope and I pray that behind them golden gates
There ain’t no more dust and dirt