Biografia:
Woody Guthrie (Okemah, 5 de agosto de 1912 — Queens, 3 de outubro de1967) é considerado um dos nomes mais importantes em toda a história da cultura popular norte-americana.
Ele foi, praticamente, o criador da música country moderna, que ajudou a promover através de uma vida de andarilho, onde as recompensas financeiras eram quase sempre nulas.
Suas letras falavam por aqueles que não tinham voz na sociedade americana da época, como os negros, os caipiras, os operários e os bandidos.
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Outras músicas:
- 1913 Massacre
- All You Fascists
- Bad Lee Brown Cocaine Blues
- Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad
- Hobo's Lullaby
- Hobos Lullaby
- Jesus Christ
- This Land Is Your Land
- Tom Joad
- A Picture From Lifes Other Side
- Baltimore To Washington
- Biggest Thing Man Has Ever Done
- Blowin Down That Old Dusty Road
- Blowin Down This Old Dusty Road
- Brown Eyes
- Danville Girl
- Deportee
- Do Re Mi
- Dust Bowl Refugee
- Dust Cant Kill Me
- God Blessed America For Me
- Grand Coulee Dam
- Greenback Dollar
- Gypsy Davy
- Hard Aint It Hard
- Hard Times
- Hard Travelin
- Hard Travellin
- I Aint Got No Home
- Ive Got To Know
- Jarama Valley
- Jessie James
- Jolly Banker
- Little Black Train
- Lonesome Day
- Ludlow Massacre
- Mail Myself To You
- Miss Pavlichenko
- My Revolutionary Mind
- Oregon Trail
- Pastures Of Plenty
- Philadelphia Lawyer
- Portland Town
- Pretty Boy Floyd
- Ramblin Round
- Riding In My Car
- Roll On Columbia
- Slipknot Hangknot Slipknot
- Snow Deer
- So Long Its Been Good
- So Long Its Been Good To Know You
- Stepstone
- Talking Dust Bowl Blues
- The Ballad Of John Henry
- The Rangers Command
- The Sinking Of The Reuben James
- Theres More Pretty Girls Than One
- This Train Is Bound For Glory
- Train 45
- Two Good Men
- Vigilante Man
- What Are We Waiting On
- Wreck Of The Old 97
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Talking Dust Bowl Blues
Lyrics and Music by Woody Guthrie
Verse 1
A D
Back in nineteen twenty-seven,
E
I had a little farm and I called that heaven.
A D
Well, the prices up and the rain come down,
E
and I hauled my crops all into town.
A D
I got the money, bought clothes and groceries,
E A
fed the kids, and raised a family.
Verse 2
A D
Rain quit and the wind got high,
E
and the black old dust storm filled the sky.
A D
And I swapped my farm for a Ford machine,
E
and I poured it full of this gas-o-line.
A D
And I started, rockin' an' a-rolling',
E A
over the mountains, out towards the old Peach Bowl.
Verse 3
A D
Way up yonder on a mountain road,
E
I had a hot motor and a heavy load,
A D
Got- a-goin' pretty fast, there wasn't even stopping',
E
a-bouncing up and down, like popcorn popping'.
A D
Had a breakdown, sort of a nervous breakdown of some kind,
E A
there was a feller there, a mechanic feller, said it was engine trouble.
Verse 4
A D
Way up yonder on a mountain curve,
E
a way up yonder in the piney wood,
A D
I gave that rolling Ford a shove,
E A
was a-gonna coast as far as I could.
D A
Commence coasting, pickin' up speed,
E A
was a hairpin turn, I didn't make it.
Verse 5
A D
Man alive, I'm a-tellin' you,
E
the fiddles and the guitars really flew.
A D
That Ford took off like a flying squirrel
E
and it flew halfway around the world,
A
scattered wives and children
E A
all over the side of that mountain.
Verse 6
A D
We got out to the West Coast broke,
E
so dad-gum hungry I thought I'd croak,
D
so I bummed up a spud or two,
E A
and my wife fixed up a tater stew.
D A
We poured the kids full of it, mighty thin stew, though,
E A
you could read a magazine right through it.
D E A
Always have figured that if it'd been just a little bit thinner,
E A
some of these here politicians could of seen through it.
Lyrics and Music by Woody Guthrie
Verse 1
A D
Back in nineteen twenty-seven,
E
I had a little farm and I called that heaven.
A D
Well, the prices up and the rain come down,
E
and I hauled my crops all into town.
A D
I got the money, bought clothes and groceries,
E A
fed the kids, and raised a family.
Verse 2
A D
Rain quit and the wind got high,
E
and the black old dust storm filled the sky.
A D
And I swapped my farm for a Ford machine,
E
and I poured it full of this gas-o-line.
A D
And I started, rockin' an' a-rolling',
E A
over the mountains, out towards the old Peach Bowl.
Verse 3
A D
Way up yonder on a mountain road,
E
I had a hot motor and a heavy load,
A D
Got- a-goin' pretty fast, there wasn't even stopping',
E
a-bouncing up and down, like popcorn popping'.
A D
Had a breakdown, sort of a nervous breakdown of some kind,
E A
there was a feller there, a mechanic feller, said it was engine trouble.
Verse 4
A D
Way up yonder on a mountain curve,
E
a way up yonder in the piney wood,
A D
I gave that rolling Ford a shove,
E A
was a-gonna coast as far as I could.
D A
Commence coasting, pickin' up speed,
E A
was a hairpin turn, I didn't make it.
Verse 5
A D
Man alive, I'm a-tellin' you,
E
the fiddles and the guitars really flew.
A D
That Ford took off like a flying squirrel
E
and it flew halfway around the world,
A
scattered wives and children
E A
all over the side of that mountain.
Verse 6
A D
We got out to the West Coast broke,
E
so dad-gum hungry I thought I'd croak,
D
so I bummed up a spud or two,
E A
and my wife fixed up a tater stew.
D A
We poured the kids full of it, mighty thin stew, though,
E A
you could read a magazine right through it.
D E A
Always have figured that if it'd been just a little bit thinner,
E A
some of these here politicians could of seen through it.
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