Desert Blues

Western Desert, c. 1942

I'm just tired of seeing Eastern moons, Bright red sunsets and the shining sand dunes. Must get away, I've got the desert blues. 2. Miles of sand whichever way I look, Swell but only in a fairy tale book, All I can say, I've got the desert blues.

3. Camels galore, goats by the score, Must go before it gets me down. I never knew I could be so blue, Just take me to a respectable town. 4. I'm just tired of domes and minarets, Eastern sunsets and the silhouettes, Tired of it all, I've got the desert blues.

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