Dust Bowl Blues

 Woody Guthrie 
 Dust Bowl Blues 
 (not to be confused with Talking Dust Bowl Blues from same album) 
 Tabbed by Dan Clegg (danjclegg@gmail.com), October 2011 
 Listen to the song to get the intro, easier than it looks. 
  
 Capo 2 
  
 Intro (^ down, v up...) 
  
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   G                        
 I just blowed in, and I got them dust bowl blues, 
   G 
 I just blowed in, and I got them dust bowl blues, 
     D                                       G 
 I-- just blowed in, and I'll blow back out again. 
  
 I guess you've heard about ev'ry kind of blues, 
 I guess you've heard about ev'ry kind of blues, 
 But when the dust gets high, you can't even see the sky. 
  
 I've seen the dust so black that I couldn't see a thing, 
 I've seen the dust so black that I couldn't see a thing, 
 And the wind so cold, boy, it nearly cut your water off. 
  
 I seen the wind so high that it blowed my fences down, 
 I've seen the wind so high that it blowed my fences down, 
 Buried my tractor six feet underground. 
  
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 Well, it turned my farm into a pile of sand, 
 Yes, it turned my farm into a pile of sand, 
 I had to hit that road with a bottle in my hand. 
  
 [repeat above tabbed part] 
  
 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 pneumony, boy, it's time to go. 
  
 I had a gal, and she was young and sweet, 
 I had a gal, and she was young and sweet, 
 But a dust storm buried her sixteen hundred feet. 
  
 She was a good gal, long, tall and stout, 
 Yes, she was a good gal, long, tall and stout, 
 I had to get a steam shovel just to dig my darlin' out. 
  
 [repeat stunted version of above tabbed part] 
  
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 These dusty blues are the dustiest ones I know, 
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 These dusty blues are the dustiest ones I know, 
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 Buried head over heels in the black old dust, I had to pack up and go, 
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 An' I just blowed in, an' I'll soon blow out again......