Ninety days since the country's seen a drop of rain   Fourty four since the grass begin to burn   Thirsty cattle are millin' round the old creek bed   Disty winds where the waters used to churn      Dusty winds hear them blow dusty winds moanin' low   Night and day on they go those dusty winds      Now a cloud in the sky but still the sun shines dim   But enough to turn the scenery dark and brown   Lookin' westward is a dust cloud loomin' high in the sky   Shows the trail of fifty settlers leavin' town      Dusty winds hear them blow...      When it's late in the evenin' in my cabin all alone   It's so lonesome when that wind comes howlin' through   And I think of all the settlers headin' west out of town   Kind of wish I had left here with them too      Dusty winds hear them blow...