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Talking Dust Bowl Blues

πŸ‘€ Waxahatchee β€’ 🎼 Home In This World: Woody Guthrie’s Dustbowl Ballads β€’ ⏱️ 2:58
🎡 1581 characters
⏱️ 2:58 duration
πŸ†” ID: 19288098

πŸ“œ Lyrics

Back in Nineteen Twenty-Seven
I had a little farm that I called 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
Well the 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' and 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
Got a-goin' pretty fast, there wasn't even stoppin'
And a-bouncin' up and down, like popcorn poppin'
I had a breakdown, sort of a nervous breakdown of some kind
There was a feller there, a mechanic feller
Said it was engine trouble
Way up yonder on a mountain curve
Way up yonder in the piney wood
I gave that rollin' Ford a shove
And was a-gonna coast as far as I could
Commence coastin', pickin' up speed
Was a hairpin turn, I didn't make it
Well man alive, I'm tellin' you
And the fiddles and the guitars really flew
And that Ford took off like a flying squirrel
And it flew halfway around the world
Scattered wives and children
All over the side of that mountain
We got out to the West Coast broke
So doggon' hungry I thought I'd croak
So 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
Well I always have figured that
If it'd been just a little bit thinner
Some of these here politicians coulda seen right through it

⏱️ Synced Lyrics

[00:08.34] Back in Nineteen Twenty-Seven
[00:10.59] I had a little farm that I called heaven
[00:13.37] Well, the prices up and the rain come down
[00:16.19] And I hauled my crops all into town
[00:18.83] I got the money
[00:21.26] Bought clothes and groceries
[00:23.29] Fed the kids and raised a family
[00:29.68] Well the rain quit and the wind got high
[00:32.72] And the black ol' dust storm filled the sky
[00:35.37] And I swapped my farm for a Ford machine
[00:38.11] And I poured it full of this gas-i-line
[00:40.78] And I started, rockin' and a-rollin'
[00:44.32] Over the mountains, out towards the old Peach Bowl
[00:51.96] Way up yonder on a mountain road
[00:54.13] I had a hot motor and a heavy load
[00:56.95] Got a-goin' pretty fast, there wasn't even stoppin'
[00:59.87] And a-bouncin' up and down, like popcorn poppin'
[01:02.43] I had a breakdown, sort of a nervous breakdown of some kind
[01:07.23] There was a feller there, a mechanic feller
[01:11.47] Said it was engine trouble
[01:18.89] Way up yonder on a mountain curve
[01:21.47] Way up yonder in the piney wood
[01:24.31] I gave that rollin' Ford a shove
[01:26.97] And was a-gonna coast as far as I could
[01:30.53] Commence coastin', pickin' up speed
[01:33.04] Was a hairpin turn, I didn't make it
[01:44.92] Well man alive, I'm tellin' you
[01:47.23] And the fiddles and the guitars really flew
[01:50.09] And that Ford took off like a flying squirrel
[01:52.71] And it flew halfway around the world
[01:55.33] Scattered wives and children
[01:58.63] All over the side of that mountain
[02:06.53] We got out to the West Coast broke
[02:09.32] So doggon' hungry I thought I'd croak
[02:12.11] So I bummed up a spud or two
[02:14.83] And my wife fixed up a tater stew
[02:17.68] We poured the kids full of it
[02:20.36] Mighty thin stew, though
[02:23.63] You could read a magazine right through it
[02:31.19] Well I always have figured that
[02:33.74] If it'd been just a little bit thinner
[02:36.36] Some of these here politicians coulda seen right through it

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