Dust Bowl Refugee

	  		
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verse 1 
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I'm a dust bowl refugee, 
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Just a dust bowl refugee, 
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From that dust bowl to the peach bowl, 
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Now that peach fuzz is a-killin' me. 

verse 2 
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'Cross the mountains to the sea, 
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Come the wife and kids and me. 
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It's a hot old dusty highway 
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For a dust bowl refugee. 

verse 3 
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Hard, it's always been that way, 
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Here today and on our way 
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Down that mountain, 'cross the desert, 
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Just a dust bowl refugee. 

verse 4 
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We are ramblers, so they say, 
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We are only here today, 
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Then we travel with the seasons, 
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We're the dust bowl refugees. 

Verse 5 
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From the south land and the drought land, 
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Come the wife and kids and me, 
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And this old world is a hard world 
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For a dust bowl refugee. 

Verse 6 
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Yes, we ramble and we roam 
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And the highway that's our home, 
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It's a never-ending highway 
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For a dust bowl refugee. 

Verse 7 
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Yes, we wander and we work 
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In your crops and in your fruit, 
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Like the whirlwinds on the desert 
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That's the dust bowl refugees. 

Verse 8 
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I'm a dust bowl refugee, 
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I'm a dust bowl refugee, 
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And I wonder will I always 
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Be a dust bowl refugee?