Great Dust Storm (Dust Storm Disaster) 歌词

歌曲	Great Dust Storm (Dust Storm Disaster)
歌手	Woody Guthrie
专辑	Dust Bowl Ballads [Rounder]
下载	Image LRC TXT

	作曲 : Guthrie
	On the 14th day of
	April of 1935,
	There struck the worst of dust storms that ever filled the sky.
	You could see that dust storm comin', the cloud looked deathlike black,
	And through our mighty nation, it left a dreadful track.
	From Oklahoma
	City to the
	Arizona line,
	Dakota and
	Nebraska to the lazy
	Rio Grande,
	It fell across our city like a curtain of black rolled down,
	We thought it was our judgement, we thought it was our doom.
	The radio reported, we listened with alarm,
	The wild and windy actions of this great mysterious storm;
	From Albuquerque and
	Clovis, and all
	New Mexico,
	They said it was the blackest that ever they had saw.
	From old Dodge
	City, Kansas, the dust had rung their knell,
	And a few more comrades sleeping on top of old
	Boot Hill.
	From Denver,
	Colorado, they said it blew so strong,
	They thought that they could hold out, but they didn't know how long.
	Our relatives were huddled into their oil boom shacks,
	And the children they was cryin' as it whistled through the cracks.
	And the family it was crowded into their little room,
	They thought the world had ended, and they thought it was their doom.
	The storm took place at sundown, it lasted through the night,
	When we looked out next morning, we saw a terrible sight.
	We saw outside our window where wheat fields they had grown
	Was now a rippling ocean of dust the wind had blown.
	It covered up our fences, it covered up our barns,
	It covered up our tractors in this wild and dusty storm.
	We loaded our jalopies and piled our families in,
	We rattled down that highway to never come back again.

	zuo qu : Guthrie
	On the 14th day of
	April of 1935,
	There struck the worst of dust storms that ever filled the sky.
	You could see that dust storm comin', the cloud looked deathlike black,
	And through our mighty nation, it left a dreadful track.
	From Oklahoma
	City to the
	Arizona line,
	Dakota and
	Nebraska to the lazy
	Rio Grande,
	It fell across our city like a curtain of black rolled down,
	We thought it was our judgement, we thought it was our doom.
	The radio reported, we listened with alarm,
	The wild and windy actions of this great mysterious storm
	From Albuquerque and
	Clovis, and all
	New Mexico,
	They said it was the blackest that ever they had saw.
	From old Dodge
	City, Kansas, the dust had rung their knell,
	And a few more comrades sleeping on top of old
	Boot Hill.
	From Denver,
	Colorado, they said it blew so strong,
	They thought that they could hold out, but they didn' t know how long.
	Our relatives were huddled into their oil boom shacks,
	And the children they was cryin' as it whistled through the cracks.
	And the family it was crowded into their little room,
	They thought the world had ended, and they thought it was their doom.
	The storm took place at sundown, it lasted through the night,
	When we looked out next morning, we saw a terrible sight.
	We saw outside our window where wheat fields they had grown
	Was now a rippling ocean of dust the wind had blown.
	It covered up our fences, it covered up our barns,
	It covered up our tractors in this wild and dusty storm.
	We loaded our jalopies and piled our families in,
	We rattled down that highway to never come back again.

	zuò qǔ : Guthrie
	On the 14th day of
	April of 1935,
	There struck the worst of dust storms that ever filled the sky.
	You could see that dust storm comin', the cloud looked deathlike black,
	And through our mighty nation, it left a dreadful track.
	From Oklahoma
	City to the
	Arizona line,
	Dakota and
	Nebraska to the lazy
	Rio Grande,
	It fell across our city like a curtain of black rolled down,
	We thought it was our judgement, we thought it was our doom.
	The radio reported, we listened with alarm,
	The wild and windy actions of this great mysterious storm
	From Albuquerque and
	Clovis, and all
	New Mexico,
	They said it was the blackest that ever they had saw.
	From old Dodge
	City, Kansas, the dust had rung their knell,
	And a few more comrades sleeping on top of old
	Boot Hill.
	From Denver,
	Colorado, they said it blew so strong,
	They thought that they could hold out, but they didn' t know how long.
	Our relatives were huddled into their oil boom shacks,
	And the children they was cryin' as it whistled through the cracks.
	And the family it was crowded into their little room,
	They thought the world had ended, and they thought it was their doom.
	The storm took place at sundown, it lasted through the night,
	When we looked out next morning, we saw a terrible sight.
	We saw outside our window where wheat fields they had grown
	Was now a rippling ocean of dust the wind had blown.
	It covered up our fences, it covered up our barns,
	It covered up our tractors in this wild and dusty storm.
	We loaded our jalopies and piled our families in,
	We rattled down that highway to never come back again.

Great Dust Storm (Dust Storm Disaster) 歌词

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