Hood River Roll On

 
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The rusty pot bubbles, the bottle goes 'round 
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did'ja hear about Blackie, he flagged a West-bound 
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the young ones drift off to get drunk in their dreams 
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the old men sip coffee and stare through the steam 
 

 
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Hood River, roll on, there's so much to remember 
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the old times are gone, Hood River roll on 
 

 
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The fire's knocked down, the blooms are all packed 
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they're coughin' and flappin' along the steel track 
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the green kid remembers the old man's advice 
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he shakes out his bedroll and rolls it up nice 
 

 
D                A              G       D 
Hood River, roll on, there's so much to remember 
D                 G                     D 
the old times are gone, Hood River roll on 
 

 
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the box rumbles up on a black cinder drain 
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some tumble inside, the others just wave 
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'till scattered by smoke or the crunch of the shack 
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but no one looks up and no one looks back 
 

 
D                A              G       D 
Hood River, roll on, there's so much to remember 
D                 G                     D 
the old times are gone, Hood River roll on 
 

 
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May your long apple bellies stay green through the fall 
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and your magic white mountain watch over us all 
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lead your old apple knockers in out of the snow 
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let your rubber tramps ride where the trains never go 
 

 
D                A              G       D 
Hood River, roll on, there's so much to remember 
D                 G                     D 
the old times are gone, Hood River roll on 

D                A              G       D 
Hood River, roll on, there's so much to remember 
D                 G                     D 
the old times are gone, Hood River roll on