AD
Back in nineteen twenty-seven,
E
I had a little farm and I called that heaven.
AD
Well, the prices up and the rain come down,
E
and I hauled my crops all into town.
AD
I got the money, bought clothes and groceries,
EA
fed the kids, and raised a family.
AD
Rain quit and the wind got high,
E
and the black ol' dust storm filled the sky.
AD
And I swapped my farm for a Ford machine,
E
and I poured it full of this gas-i-line.
AD
And I started, rockin' an' a-rollin',
EA
over the mountains, out towards the old Peach Bowl.
AD
Way up yonder on a mountain road,
E
I had a hot motor and a heavy load,
AD
I's a-goin' pretty fast, there wasn't even stoppin',
E a-bouncin' up and down, like popcorn poppin'.AD
Had a breakdown, sort of a nervous bustdown of some kind,
EA
there was a feller there, a mechanic feller, said it was en-gine trouble.
AD
Way up yonder on a mountain curve,
E
it's way up yonder in the piney wood,
AD
an' I give that rollin' Ford a shove,
EA
an' I's a-gonna coast as far as I could.
DA
Commence coastin', pickin' up speed,
EA
was a hairpin turn, I didn't make it.
AD
Man alive, I'm a-tellin' you,
E
the fiddles and the guitars really flew.
AD
That Ford took off like a flying squirrel
E
an' it flew halfway around the world,
A
scattered wives and childrens
EA
all over the side of that mountain.
AD
We got out to the West Coast broke,
E
so dad-gum hungry I thought I'd croak,
AD
an' I bummed up a spud or two,
EA
an' my wife fixed up a tater stew.
DA
We poured the kids full of it, mighty thin stew, though,
EA
you could read a magazine right through it.
ADEA
Always have figured that if it'd been just a little bit thinner,
EA
some of these here politicians coulda seen through it.