The Dreadnoughts - Dusty Ground

The dogs are moaning low
The moon is in the sky
The bay-by in his bed
Gives a little cry
He knows the dirty secret
We never pass around
We're all just water on the dusty ground

The sky’s a burning crimson
From fires in the west
The rich man's running for
The isles of the blessed
As Jimmy fells the timber
That never makes a sound
We're all just water on the dusty ground

Tulloo! Tullay! The reaper's on the way!
He's sitting in the corner, he's coming out to play
Nobody gives a toss, so stand your final round
We're all just water on the dusty ground

There's children blown to pieces
By madmen in the sky
And warlords gathering
With deserts in their eyes
Jesus may be sacred
But the devil is profound
We're all just water on the dusty ground

When the day is over
That's Jimmy at the bar
Drowning sorrows
In his meager little jar
Recalls the little secret
We never pass around
We're all just water on the dusty ground

The farmer at the soil
The soldier one the line
The lovesick jerry singing
Darling clementine
The lady in the country
The courtesan in town
They're all just water on the dusty ground

Written by:
Nicholas Smyth

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