Woody Guthrie

Dust Bowl Refugee(Chords)

Woody Guthrie

Key: C

roll up this ad to continue

	        
           C       C       C      C 
e  --------------------------------| 
B  --------------------------------| 
G  -0------------------------------| 
D  ---3-2-------------0h2----------| 
A  ------------3--------------3----| 
E  --------------------------------| 

           C       C       C      G 
e  --------------------------------| 
B  --------------------------------| 
G  -0------------------------------| 
D  ---3-2-------------0h2----------| 
A  ------------3-------------------| 
E  ----------------------------3---| 

           C       C          C      C 
e  ------------------------------------| 
B  ------------------------------------| 
G  -0-----------------0----------------| 
D  ---3-2---------------3-2------------| 
A  ------------3-----------------3-----| 
E  ------------------------------------| 


           C       G         C 
e  ---------------------------| 
B  ---------------------------| 
G  -----2-------------0-------| 
D  ---3-----------------2-3---| 
A  -3-------------------------| 
E  ------------3--------------| 
verse 1 C C I'm a dust bowl refugee, C G Just a dust bowl refugee, C C From that dust bowl to the peach bowl, C G C Now that peach fuzz is a-killin' me. verse 2 C C 'Cross the mountains to the sea, C G Come the wife and kids and me. C C It's a hot old dusty highway C G C For a dust bowl refugee. verse 3 C C Hard, it's always been that way, C G Here today and on our way C C Down that mountain, 'cross the desert, C G C Just a dust bowl refugee. verse 4 C C We are ramblers, so they say, C G We are only here today, C C Then we travel with the seasons, C G C We're the dust bowl refugees. Verse 5 C C From the south land and the drought land, C G Come the wife and kids and me, C C And this old world is a hard world C G C For a dust bowl refugee. Verse 6 C C Yes, we ramble and we roam C G And the highway that's our home, C C It's a never-ending highway C G C For a dust bowl refugee. Verse 7 C C Yes, we wander and we work C G In your crops and in your fruit, C C Like the whirlwinds on the desert C G C That's the dust bowl refugees. Verse 8 C C I'm a dust bowl refugee, C G I'm a dust bowl refugee, C C And I wonder will I always C G C Be a dust bowl refugee?

See Also: