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talking dustbowl blues - ramblin' jack elliott lyrics

[verse]
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 old dust storm filled the sky
and i swapped my farm for a ford machine
and i poured it full of this gasoline
and i started, rocking an’ a-rolling
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-going pretty fast, there wasn’t even stopping
a-bouncing up and down, like popcorn popping
had a breakdown, sort of a nervous bust-down of some kind
there was a feller there, a mechanic feller
said it was engine trouble
way up yonder on a mountain curve
it’s way up yonder in the piney wood
an’ i give that rolling ford a shove
an’ i’s a-going to coast as far as i could —
commence coasting, picking up speed
was a hairpin turn, i didn’t make it
man alive, i’m a-telling 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 children’s
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

- ramblin jack elliott lyrics

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