Talking Dust Bowl Blues lyrics
Song information
Artist: Woody Guthrie Album: Dust Bowl Ballads (Rounder Records)
Lyrics
Back in nineteen twenty-seven I had a little farm and I called that heaven Well, the prices up and the rain come down And I hauled my crops all into town -- I got the money, bought clothes and groceries Fed the kids, and raised a family
Rain quit and the wind got high And the black ol' dust storm filled the sky And I swapped my farm for a ford machine And I poured it full of this gas-i-line -- And I started, rockin' an' a-rollin' Over the mountains, out towards the old peach bowl
Way up yonder on a mountain road I had a hot motor and a heavy load I's a-goin' pretty fast, there wasn't even stoppin' A-bouncin' up and down, like popcorn poppin' -- Had a breakdown, sort of a nervous bustdown of some kind There was a feller there, a mechanic feller Said it was en-gine trouble
Way up yonder on a mountain curve It's way up yonder in the piney wood An' I give that rollin' ford a shove An' i's a-gonna coast as far as I could -- Commence coastin', pickin' up speed Was a hairpin turn, I didn't make it
Man alive, I'm a-tellin' you The fiddles and the guitars really flew That ford took off like a flying squirrel An' it flew halfway around the world -- Scattered wives and childrens All over the side of that mountain
We got out to the west coast broke So dad-gum hungry I thought I'd croak An' I bummed up a spud or two An' my wife fixed up a tater stew -- We poured the kids full of it Mighty thin stew, though You could read a magazine right through it Always have figured That if it'd been just a little bit thinner Some of these here politicians Coulda seen through it
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