The Songs He Sang
Talking Dust Bowl: Lyrics
As performed by Cisco Houston
Woody GuthrieAppears on:
Back in Nineteen Twenty Sseven Had a little farm that I called Heaven Well the price was up and the rain come down And I hauled my crops all into town I got the money I bought clothes and groceries Fed the kids raised a family Then the rains quit and the winds got high And a black old dust storm filled the sky So I swapped my farm for a Ford machine and poured it full of this gasoline And I started I was rocking and rolling Right on out to the California line I was way up yonder on a mountain road I was way up there in the piney wood And I give my rollin' Ford a shove And figgured I'd coast as fur as I could Commenced coasting Pickin up speed Hairpin turn I didn't make it Well man alive, I'm tellin you That the fiddles and the guitars really flew That Ford took off like a flying squirrel And it flew halfway around this world Scattered wives and childrens All over the side of that mountain I was way out yonder on a desert road I had a hot motor had a heavy load And I was going pretty fast wasn't even stopping Bouncing up and down like popcorn popping Had a bustdown -- Kind of a nervous bustdown The mechanic fellow there called it "engine trouble" Well I got to California so doggone broke And so doggone hungry I thought I'd choke But I bummed up a spud or two And my wife cooked up a 'tater stew It was mighty thin stew You could read a magazine right through it Well I always did guess And I always did figure That if that there stew had been a little bit thinnner Some of these politicians could've seen through it
No one does the talking songs better than Cisco. Reproach without bile, humor amid disaster. Another sterling example.