Woody Guthrie - Talking dust bowl blues

Bac^Ak in nineteen twent^Dy-seven, I ha^Ed a little farm and I called that heaven. Well, the pr^Aices up and the r^Dain come down, and I ha^Euled my crops all into town. I got the m^Aoney, bought cl^Dothes and groceries, f^Eed the kids, and raised a fa^Amily.

Ra^Ain quit and the wi^Dnd got high, and the bl^Eack old dust storm filled the sky. And I sw^Aapped my farm for a ^DFord machine, and I p^Eoured it full of this gas-o-line. And I st^Aarted, rockin' an' a^D-rolling', ov^Eer the mountains, out towards the o^Ald Peach Bowl.

W^Aay up yonder on a mo^Duntain road, I had a h^Eot motor and a heavy load, Got- ^Aa-goin' pretty fast, there ^Dwasn't even stopping', a-b^Eouncing up and down, like popcorn popping'. Had a br^Aeakdown, s^Dort of a nervous breakdown of some kind, there was a ^Efeller there, a mechanic feller, said it was ^Aengine trouble.

W^Aay up yonder on a moun^Dtain curve, a wa^Ey up yonder in the piney wood, I ga^Ave that rolling F^Dord a shove, was a^E-gonna coast as far as I co^Auld. Commence coa^Dsting, pickin' up sp^Aeed, was a ha^Eirpin turn, I didn't ma^Ake it.

Man^A alive, I'm a-tell^Din' you, the fi^Eddles and the guitars really flew. That F^Aord took off like a flying s^Dquirrel and it f^Elew halfway around the world, sc^Aattered wives and children all over the s^Eide of that mou^Antain.

We^A got out to the W^Dest Coast broke, so dad-^Egum hungry I thought I'd croak, so I bummed up a sp^Dud or two, and my w^Eife fixed up a tater st^Aew. We poured the k^Dids full of it, m^Aighty thin stew, though, you could read a ^Emagazine right t^Ahrough it.

Always have^D figured that if it'd^E been just a little bit^A thinner, some of these ^Ehere politicians could of seen t^Ahrough it.