Dustbowl Days

This song is primarily about one mans experience during the great depression. I started with the chord progression and the words just kind of came to me.

The song and lyrics are copyright 2005 by Michael James Miller Jr. All rights are reserved. You may download and listen to this song for your personal use only. If by some chance you want to do something else with it then please contact me via (songs @ turbolift.com).

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Lyrics

It was 1937
And the dustbowl had been blowin
For six long back breaking year

Clarence Fine had been a farmers son
In Northern Oaklahoma
Now he was just another migrant on the road
Dustbowl Days

They said in California
A man could make his fortune
So he packed his only bag and headed out

He didn't have much money
He carried few possessions
But what he had was a will to beat his own
Dustbowl Days

The grapes or wrath were growing
And they wouldn't make it easy
But he wasn't going to let them get him down

He picked grapes in Alameda
And Citrus in Orange County
And he saved his money nearly every day
Dustbowl days

Some day you may end up lonely
and full of desperation
But you'll never win
unless you try

One man he feels cursed
Another he feels blessed
With the only difference being how they handled
Their dustbowl days