Four months ago in April, on a day coat she came downWhen the dusty autumn wind began to blowI should have known I couldn't hold her living out so far from townAnd the nights to come are long and slow to goWell now she's up and left me and went walking down the lineAnd the dusty autumn wind began to blowAll dressed up in red velvet and her high heels are fineAnd the nights to come are long and slow to goWell if I'd have only known before we kissedYou can't keep red velvet on a poor dirt farm like theseSo now she's gone and left me and went walking down the lineAnd the dusty autumn wind began to blowWell now she's up and left me and went walking down the lineAnd the dusty autumn wind began to blowI'll call my dog and take the truck and I'll drive on into townCause the nights to come are long and slow to goI'll count the evening stars as they walk aroundAnd the dusty autumn wind began to blowI'll call my dog and take the truck and I'll drive on into townCause the nights to come are long and slow to goalong slow to goand those dustyautumn windsbeginto blow