Preview
Dusty and you are, dirty from chain
Lips of your kisses are sticking like tape
Woke you at sunrise, cold as a grave
Iīll cut you some flowers, now donīt be afraid
Now donīt be afraid
(Chorus)
Iīm looking for something, just sink in my teeth without any crying
But I canīt find no place or nothing, where thrills are cheap and love is divine
Home by the river, tall grass and fields, pond of willow oak, well for to kneel
Dusty O Dusty, decision night, donīt be so pretty, all laced up in white, all laced up in white
(Repeat Chorus 3x)
Where thrills are cheap, and loveīs divine (3x)