John Hiatt - Dust down a country road

^ACould not g^Det to^A sleep it was on my wedding night I ^F#mwas tangle^Ed in the^D shee^Ets and I was dreaming of a light ^DPouri^Eng ^Afrom he^Dr window coming up through the floor ^DLifting up th^Ee darkness crashing through my kitchen door ^ADown to th^Dat ol^Ad oak table I went to take a look An^F#md my whole l^Eife passed b^Defore^E me just like a story book She^D used to ma^Eke me break^Afast sit^D around and talk ^DHave anothe cup^E of coffee maybe take a little walk Like ^F#mDust dow^En a cou^Antry ^Droad ^DBlowing in ^Ethe wind behind an old truck load ^F#mup before the ^Eroste^Ar c^Drowed ^DThere's a^En old dog stari^Ang at the dust down a county road ^AThat truck ^Dis go^Aing somewhere I just can't be sure ^F#mAnd tomorr^Eow's jus^Dt a d^Eay after all that's gone before ^DI always th^Eought of le^Aaving I neve^Dr could stay too long ^DNow her memory's ca^Etching up and her sweet dreams are all gone

^AIf I had a bul^Dlet I^A'd put in this gun ^F#mAnd I'd cat^Ech tha^Dt old^E dog naping and shoot him fore he'd run ^DCause he ain'^Et muc^Ah good for^D nothing cept starring at the dust ^DLord I wonder^E what he's looking at sneaking up on us