Desert Blues

<br>by Dickey Betts, Warren Haynes<br>Copyright 1991 Sony Music Entertainment, Inc.<br> <br>Transcribed by Ed Luskey<br>Can`t get no this, <br>and I can`t get no that, <br>can`t get no you know, <br>I don`t even know where it`s at. <br>Ain`t got the smoke and uh, ain`t no booze, <br>Got them low down dried out desert blues, yes I do. <br>Um, a George Carlin said I had to go, <br>just what he wanted I did not know, <br>I`m over here dug in so far from home, <br>lookin` all around try and see what`s going on. <br>I got the sand in my collar, <br>Got the sand in my hair, <br>Got it in my pockets, <br>Got it everywhere. <br>I got sand in my shirt, <br>Got it in my shoes, <br>Got them low down dried out desert blues, yes I do, how how how. <br>Joined up in the army <br>where it was hard to find, <br>End up over here, got my ass on the line, <br>but I`ll be right here until my work is done, <br>if I get back home I hope I never see no more guns. <br>Here across the ocean, <br>I left some of my good friends behind, <br>I hope somebody`s thinking about me, <br>especially that sweet little woman of mine. <br>Can`t get no this, <br>and I can`t get no that, <br>can`t get no you know, <br>I don`t even know where it`s at. <br>Sand in my collar, <br>got the sand in my hair, <br>got it in my pockets, <br>got it everywhere. <br>I got sand in my shirt, <br>got it in my shoes, <br>got them low down dried out desert blues, <br>yes I do.