Dusty skies I can't see nothing in sight Good old Dan You'll have to guide me right For we lose our way The cattle will stray And we lose them all tonight With all of the grass And water's gone We'll have to keep The cattle moving on Sand blowing I just can't breathe In this air Thought it would soon Be clear and fair But the dust storms were bad They took all we had I've got To be moving somewhere I hate to leave The old ranch so bare But I've got To be moving somewhere So get along doggies We're moving off of this range Never thought As how I'd make the change But the blue skies have failed We're on our last trail Underneath these dusty skies These ain't tears in my eyes Just sand from these dusty skies