Greg Brown

Dusty Woods Lyrics



He's riding in the back of a wagon and his city choes are

dragging

And the sweat is pouring down his back

One eye west and one eye south

Two words fall out his mouth

He jumps down, waves, walks across the railroad track



He's in some dusty woods outside of town



Got a piece of paper folded in four, a stub pencil from

the hardware store,

And a guitar that looks like it's been used

The birds shut down their song

He can't stay too long

There's something up ahead he's just got to do



He licks the pencil, looks around, writes a few words

down,

And pulls a moan from his guitar

A hound dog answers low and he stands up real slow

He's got a ways to go, he don't know how far



He's in some dusty woods outside of town.