Woody Guthrie - Talkin' Dust Bowl Blues paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Talkin' Dust Bowl Blues - Woody Guthrie



Back in 1927
I had a little farm and I called that Heaven
When the prize′s 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, cold 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 then started rockin' and 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 was goin' purty fast, I wasn't even stoppin′
A-bouncin′ up and down, like popcorn poppin'
Had a breakdown, sort of a nervous bust down of some kind
There was a feller there, mechanic feller, said it was engine trouble
Way up yonder, on a mountain curve
I was way up yonder, in a piney wood
And I gave that rollin′ Ford a shove
And I was gonna coast as far as I could
Commence coastin', pickin′ up speed
It 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 flyin' squirrel
And 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 croke
And I bummed up a spud or two
And 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 little bit thinner
Some of these here politicians could have seen through it



Writer(s): Woody Guthrie


Woody Guthrie - Dust Bowl Ballads
Album Dust Bowl Ballads
date de sortie
11-07-2000




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