Four months ago in April, on a daycoach she came down
and the dust autumn winds begin to blow.
Should of known I couldn't hold living out so far from town
and the nights to come are long are slow to go.
Well, now she's up and left me and when walking down the line
and the dusty autumn wind begins to blow,
all dressed up in red velvet and high heeled shoes so fine
and the nights to come are long and slow to go.

Well, if I had only know before we kissed
you can't keep red velvet on a poor dirt farm like this.
Oh, now she's gone and left me and went walking down the line
and the dusty autumn winds begin to blow.
Well, I'll sit and count the evening stars as they walk around
when the dusty autumn winds begin to blow.
Then I'll call my dog and I'll take the truck and I'll drive on into town
cause the nights to come are long and slow to go.

Well, I'll sit and count the evening stars as they walk around
when the dusty autumn winds begin to blow.
Then I'll call my dog and I'll take the truck and I'll drive on into town
cause the nights to come are long and slow to go and those dusty autumn winds begin to blow.