(©) 2025 whitemonkey Verse 1 Came from Oklahoma in a cloud of dirty brown, With nothing but a memory and a rusted-out crown. The dust followed me all the way to this lonely place, And it keeps on whispering in my tired face. I can't tell anymore if I’m just a ghost too. Chorus Dust bowl ghost, riding winds that never sleep, Bury my sorrow where the secrets run deep. This land remembers every tear I sowed, And I walk its bones down a broken road. Verse 2 Barrels run empty, the rivers ran dry, Faith turned brittle underneath the sky. Children’s laughter lost in the storm, I wear the silence like a second form. The dust don’t lie—it buries the truth in time. Chorus Dust bowl ghost, riding winds that never sleep, Bury my sorrow where the secrets run deep. This land remembers every tear I sowed, And I walk its bones down a broken road. Bridge Can you hear me, Lord, through the static and sand? I’m a shadow of a man with no promised land. The storm is my coffin, the wind is my hymn, And I’ll haunt these plains till the daylight grows dim. Outro Dust bowl ghost, still the fields don’t forgive, But in the ash of despair, I pretend to live. Whispers of the soil, a tale untold, Of a man and his soul, and the dust bowl cold.
