Desert Blues

Can't get no this and I can't get no that Can't get no, you know, I don't even know where it's at Ain't got the smoke and uh, ain't no booze Got them low down, dried out desert blues, yes I do Uncle George calling said I had to go Just what he wanted I did not know I'm over here, dug in so far from home Lookin' all around try and see what's going on I got the sand in my collar, got the sand in my hair Got it in my pockets, got it everywhere And I got sand in my shirt, got it in my shoes Got them low down, dried out desert blues, yes I do, how, how, how Joined up in the army where it was hard to find End up over here, got my young a*s on the line But I'll be right here until my work is done If I get back home, I hope, I never see no more guns And here across the ocean I left some of my good friends behind I hope somebody's thinking about me Especially that sweet little woman of mine Can't get no this and I can't get no that Can't get no, you know, I don't even know where it's at Sand in my collar, got the sand in my hair Got it in my pockets, got it everywhere And I got sand in my shirt, got it in my shoes Got them low down, dried out desert blues, yes I do