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
The young man stands on the edge of his porch The days were short and the father was gone There was no one in the town and no one in the field This dusty
the desert That's the dust bowl refugees. I'm a dust bowl refugee, I'm a dust bowl refugee, And I wonder will I always Be a dust bowl refugee?
hit that road with a bottle in my hand. I spent ten years down in that old dust bowl, I spent ten years down in that old dust bowl, When you get that dust
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wind blowing they say, it's gonna be a cold, cold one. So brace yourselves my darlings, it won't bring anything much our way but more dust bowl days.
Translation: Country Joe McDonald. Talkin' Dust Bowl.
Translation: Nanci Griffith. Dust Bowl Reprise.
Translation: Woody Guthrie. Dust Bowl Refugee.
Translation: Woody Guthrie. Dust Bowl Blues.
Translation: Woody Guthrie. Talking Dust Bowl Blues (Alternate Take).
Translation: Woody Guthrie. Talking Dust Bowl Blues.
Translation: Natalie Merchant. Dust Bowl.
Translation: Troggs. Dust Bowl.
Translation: 10000 Maniacs. Dust Bowl.