Title: A Handful of Dust

Artist: Olivia Newton-John

The black soil plains are lying scorched and gray
The stock is lean and rough
It's another long and breathless day
And the rain won't come

And you just keep holding on to hope
Spirits bent and broke
And all that's left is pride
To work this restless land
Takes the kind of man
Who'll give it one more try
Backing your faith and trust
In a handful of dust

A drum beats slow and eerie across the plain
The heat haze dancing in the sun
But giving in goes against the grain
So you don't give in

And you just keep holding on to hope
Spirits bent and broke
And all that's left is pride
To work this restless land
Takes the kind of man
Who'll give it one more try
Backing your faith and trust
In a handful of dust

BRUDGE

You've done all you can do
Somehow you'll see it through

You're holding on to hope
And your spirit's broke
And all that's left is pride
To work this restless land
Takes the kind of man
Who'll give it one more try

You're holding on to hope
And your spirit's broke
And all that's left is pride
To work this restless land
Takes the kind of man
Who'll give it one more try

You're backing your faith and trust
Backing your faith and trust
In a handful of dust

In a handful of dust
Just a handful of dust

Mmm mmm handful of dust
Just a handful of dust