Bonneville Dam

歌詞

Back in nineteen thirty-three-- Old dust storms was a-killin' me. Nineteen hundred thirty four-- Dust had rose and blow'd some more. Nineteen hundred thirty-five-- Figger'd I was lucky just to be alive. Nineteen hundred thiry-six-- Me and my wife in a hell'va fix. Nineteen hundred thirty-nine-- Fanned our tails to the Oregon Line. Oregon Line, Oregon Line, Fanned our tails to the Oregon Line. Now there ain't no country extra fine If you're just a mile from the end of the line, You're just a mile from the end of the line, You're just a mile from the end of the line, My eyes is crossed, my back is cramped, Tryin' to read the Bible by the coal-oil lamp. I'll turn my stone and till my land, Waitin' for the big Bonneville Dam. That Bonneville Dam is a sight to see, Makes that e-lec-a-tri-ci-ty, E-lec-a, e-lec-a, e-lec-a-tri-ci-ty, Makes that e-lec-a-tri-ci-ty.