Those Poor Bastards

The Dust Storm

Those Poor Bastards


Tom: Dm

Dm                                  C
There’s a dust storm formin’ in the sky
Dm                                      C
Blowin’ down the road ’bout twelve feet high
Dm                                   C
It’s tearin’ up my lungs it burns my eyes

[Chorus]
C             Gm                 Am
Take off your dress, put on your face
Am            Gm                 Am
Take off your dress, put on your face
Am          Dm
I’m feelin’ wild!

[Verse]
Dm                                          C
We’ll spend the dough you’re saving in that jar
Dm                                   C
Ignore the screams a comin’ from the car
Dm                               C
Let’s forget we’re miserable and poor

[Chorus]
C             Gm                Am
Take off your face, put on your dress
Am            Gm                Am
Take off your face, put on your dress
Am          Dm
I’m feelin’ wild!

[Verse]
Dm                                 C
How many hours do I have left with you?
Dm                               C
Before old Revelations does come true
Dm                                      C
We’ve gotta find ourselves something to do

[Chorus]
C             Gm                 Am
Take off your dress, put on your face
Am            Gm                 Am
Take off your dress, put on your face
Am          Dm
I’m feelin’ wild!

[Verse]
Dm                                     C
You know that shed behind old Miller’s pond?
Dm                                   C
I stole the key last time he sold us corn
Dm                                    C
The light within it shines so fuckin’ warm

[Chorus]
C             Gm                Am
Take off your face, put on your dress
Am            Gm                Am
Take off your face, put on your dress
Am          Dm
I’m feelin’ wild!

[Verse]
Dm                                  C
There’s a dust storm formin’ in the sky
Dm                                      C
Blowin’ down the road ’bout twelve feet high
Dm                                   C
It’s tearin’ up my lungs it burns my eyes

[Chorus]
C             Gm                 Am
Take off your dress, put on your face
Am            Gm                 Am
Take off your dress, put on your face
Am          Dm
I’m feelin’ wild!