'Long about nineteen thirty-one
My field boiled up in the boiling sun
'Long about nineteen thirty-two
Dust did rise and the dust it blew
'Long about nineteen thirty-three
Livin' in the dust was a killin' me
'Long about nineteen thirty-four
Dangburn dust it blew some more
'Long about nineteen thirty-five
Blowed my crops about nine miles high
'Long about nineteen thirty-six
Me and my wife in a devil of a fix
'Long about nineteen thirty-nine
We fanned our tails for that Orgegon line
We got a hold of a piece of land
Thirteen miles from the Coulee dam
Coulee dam is a sight to see
Makes this e-lec-a-tric-i-tee
My field boiled up in the boiling sun
'Long about nineteen thirty-two
Dust did rise and the dust it blew
'Long about nineteen thirty-three
Livin' in the dust was a killin' me
'Long about nineteen thirty-four
Dangburn dust it blew some more
'Long about nineteen thirty-five
Blowed my crops about nine miles high
'Long about nineteen thirty-six
Me and my wife in a devil of a fix
'Long about nineteen thirty-nine
We fanned our tails for that Orgegon line
We got a hold of a piece of land
Thirteen miles from the Coulee dam
Coulee dam is a sight to see
Makes this e-lec-a-tric-i-tee
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