Woody Guthrie – Dust Bowl Blues tab

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] G These dusty blues are the dustiest ones I know, G These dusty blues are the dustiest ones I know, D G Buried head over heels in the black old dust, I had to pack up and go, D G An' I just blowed in, an' I'll soon blow out again......
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