Diesel In The Dust

(album: Making Contact - 1983)

My daddy told me, "Boy, you only shoot to kill"
I'm living just for that thrill
Nobody hurts me 'cause the payback's twice as bad
In this town you don't make a man mad

Ted McKinley's dying at the wheel of his truck
The engine running 'til it seized up
And nobody heard a thing, not a shout or gun shot ring
Just a smell of diesel in the dust

McKinley wouldn't back down from any man alive
But you need to if you're to survive
The folks in town wanna settle their score
By using their own kinda law

Ted McKinley's dying at the wheel of his truck
The engine running 'til it seized up
And nobody heard a thing, not a shout or gun shot ring
Just a smell of diesel in the dust, diesel in the dust

No one had seen a thing when the sheriff's car pulled in
Just the silence you get from kin to kin
The preacher bowed his head, glad that he was dead
And the better, the least that was said

Ted McKinley's dying at the wheel of his truck
The engine running 'til it seized up
And nobody heard a thing, not a shout or gun shot ring
Just a smell of diesel in the dust

In this town there was a man out on his own
With no account of how he stood alone
Nobody heard a thing, not a shout or gun shot ring
Just the smell of diesel in the dust, diesel in the dust