Tonalità: E major
Verse 1
D
It rides the range when the
G
wind's coming up
D
It's baked in my beans
A
and stirred in my cup
D
And I've eaten half a ton
G
since I was a pup
A
Dust, West Texas dust
D
It rises from hoofbeats
G
and clogs up your nose
D
Sifts through the bunkhouse,
A
sticks to your clothes
D
And if it's got a good use,
G
well, nobody knows
A
Dust, West Texas dust
G
And if God is a cowboy,
D
I'll go when I die
G
To that big short grass range
D
A
in that blue cloudless sky
G
A
Where there ain't no dust storms
G
D
an d no alkali
A
Far from West Texas
It's nine -tenths of Texas
G
Most of the West
D
A
Hotter the weather, thicker it gets
D
And if anyone likes it,
G
A
I ain't lettin' it dust
West Texas dust
G
And if God is a cowboy,
D
I'll go when I die
G
To that big short grass range
D
A
in that blue cloudless sky
G
where there ain't no dust storms
D
and no alkaline
A
D
far from west texas and dust
A
D
far from west texas and dust.
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