Bruce Cockburn Dust And Diesel Lyrics

Dust And Diesel Lyrics

battered buses jammed up to the roof
dust and diesel the prevailing
themes.
farmer sleeping on the truck in front,
feet trailing over like
he's trolling for dreams.
smiling girl directing traffic flow
.45
strapped over cotton print dress.
marimba-brown and graceful limbs
give
me a moment of loneliness

dust and diesel
rise like incense from the
road --
smoke of offering
for the revolution morning

headlights
pick out fallen sack of corn
one lone tarantula standing guard.
we pull
up and stop and she ambles off --
discretion much the better part of
cars.
rodrigo the government driver jumps out --
he's got chickens who
can use the feed.
we sweep the asphalt on our hands and knees --
fill up
his trunk with dusty yellow seeds.

dust and diesel
rise like incense
from the road --
smoke of offering
for the revolution
morning

guitars and rifles in blue moonlight
soldiers stretched out
on sparkling grass.
engine broke down -- they took us in --
now we make
music for the time to pass.
tired men and women raise their voice to the
night --
hope the fragile bloom they've grown will last.
pride and
passion and love and fear --
burning hearts burning boats of the
past.

dust and diesel
rise like incense from the road --
smoke of
offering
for the revolution morning