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作词 : Woody Guthrie

作曲 : Woody Guthrie

制作人 : Randall Poster

Back in Nineteen Twenty-Seven

I had a little farm that I called heaven

Well, the prices up and the rain come down

And I hauled my crops all into town

I got the money

Bought clothes and groceries

Fed the kids and raised a family

……

Well the rain quit and the wind got high

And the black ol' dust storm filled the sky

And I swapped my farm for a Ford machine

And I poured it full of this gasoline

And I started, rockin' and a-rollin'

Over the mountains, out towards the old Peach Bowl

……

Way up yonder on a mountain road

I had a hot motor and a heavy load

Got a-goin' pretty fast, there wasn't even stoppin'

And a-bouncin' up and down, like popcorn poppin'

I had a breakdown

sort of a nervous breakdown of some kind

There was a feller there,

A mechanic feller said it was engine trouble

……

Way up yonder on a mountain curve

Way up yonder in the piney wood

I gave that rollin' Ford a shove

And was a-gonna coast as far as I could

Commence coastin', pickin' up speed

Was a hairpin turn, I didn't make it

……

Well man alive, I'm tellin' you

And the fiddles and the guitars really flew

And that Ford took off like a flying squirrel

And it flew halfway around the world

Scattered wives and children

All over the side of that mountain

……

We got out to the West Coast broke

So doggon' hungry I thought I'd croak

So I bummed up a spud or two

And my wife fixed up a tater stew

We poured the kids full of it

Mighty thin stew, though

You could read a magazine right through it

……

Well I always have figured that

If it'd been just a little bit thinner

Some of these here politicians coulda seen right through it

演奏 : Waxahatchee

制作 : Randall Poster

母带工程师 : Greg Calbi

人声 : Katie Crutchfield