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Talking Dust Bowl Blues (alternate version)

๐Ÿ‘ค Woody Guthrie โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Dust Bowl Ballads โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:28
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โฑ๏ธ 2:28 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Back in nineteen twenty-seven
I had a little farm and I called that heaven
When the price's up and the rain come down
And I hauled the crops all into town
I got the money, bought clothes and groceries
Fed the kids and raised a family

The rain, it quit and the wind got high
And the black, old 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 and deserts and stuff like that to California

Way up yonder, on a mountain road
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, some kind of a nervous bustdown 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
I gave that rollin' Ford a shove
And I was gonna coast as far as I could
Commence rollin', pickin' up speed
It was a hairpin turn an' 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
And we fed kids [?] of it
The [?] bunch of five [?] runnin' around
That stew is a-thin
You could read a magazine right through it

Always have thought and always had figured
That if it'd been just little bit thinner
Some of these here politicians could've seen through it

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:08.62] Back in nineteen twenty-seven
[00:10.79] I had a little farm and I called that heaven
[00:12.71] When the price's up and the rain come down
[00:14.92] And I hauled the crops all into town
[00:16.90] I got the money, bought clothes and groceries
[00:22.43] Fed the kids and raised a family
[00:25.85] The rain, it quit and the wind got high
[00:27.80] And the black, old dust storm filled the sky
[00:29.92] And I swapped my farm for a Ford machine
[00:32.02] And I poured it full of this gas-i-line
[00:34.25] And then started rockin' and rollin'
[00:37.22] Over the mountains and deserts and stuff like that to California
[00:51.26] Way up yonder, on a mountain road
[00:53.10] A hot motor and a heavy load
[00:55.09] I was goin' purty fast, I wasn't even stoppin'
[00:57.25] A-bouncin' up and down, like popcorn poppin'
[00:59.48] Had a breakdown, some kind of a nervous bustdown of some kind
[01:04.09] There was a feller there, mechanic feller, said it was engine trouble
[01:10.55] Way up yonder, on a mountain curve
[01:12.34] I was way up yonder, in a piney wood
[01:14.24] I gave that rollin' Ford a shove
[01:16.44] And I was gonna coast as far as I could
[01:19.75] Commence rollin', pickin' up speed
[01:24.08] It was a hairpin turn an' I didn't make it
[01:30.44] Man alive, I'm a-tellin' you
[01:32.21] The fiddles and the guitars really flew
[01:34.17] That Ford took off like a flyin' squirrel
[01:36.32] And it flew halfway around the world
[01:39.62] Scattered wives and childrens all over the side of that mountain
[01:45.24] We got out to the West Coast broke
[01:47.16] So dad-gum hungry I thought I'd croke
[01:49.27] And I bummed up a spud or two
[01:51.29] And my wife fixed up a tater stew
[01:54.68] And we fed kids [?] of it
[01:57.02] The [?] bunch of five [?] runnin' around
[01:59.52] That stew is a-thin
[02:02.58] You could read a magazine right through it
[02:06.38] Always have thought and always had figured
[02:08.80] That if it'd been just little bit thinner
[02:13.00] Some of these here politicians could've seen through it
[02:19.66]

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