| 歌曲 | Oregon Trail |
| 歌手 | Woody Guthrie |
| 专辑 | Woody Guthrie Sings Folk Songs |
| 作曲 : Guthrie | |
| I've been a grubbin' on a little farm | |
| On the flat and windy plains | |
| I've been listening to hungry cattle bawl | |
| I'm gonna pack my wife and kids | |
| I'm gonna hit that western road | |
| I'm gonna hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Chorus: I'm gonna hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Hit that Oregon | |
| Trail this coming fall | |
| Where the good rain falls a-plenty | |
| And the crops and orchards grow | |
| I'm gonna hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Well, my land is dry and cracklin' | |
| And my chickens they're a-cacklin' ' | |
| Cause the dirt and dust is gettin' in their craw | |
| They been layin flint rock eggs | |
| I had to bust 'em with a sledge | |
| I'm gonna hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Repeat Chorus | |
| Well, my hogs and pigs are squealin' | |
| They're a-rockin' and a-reelin' ' | |
| Cause there ain't no water to water in the draw | |
| I'm gonna grab one by his tail | |
| I'm gonna take that western trail | |
| And we'll hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Now, my good old horse is boney | |
| Yes, he's dry and hungry too | |
| You can see his ribs three-quarters of a mile | |
| Throw my kids up on his back | |
| And the bay horse and the black | |
| And we'll hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Repeat Chorus | |
| Well, my wife gets sort of ailin' | |
| When that mean old dust is sailin' | |
| And she wishes for the days beyond recall | |
| If there's work there in the future | |
| In that North | |
| Pacific land | |
| So we'll hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Repeat Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Guthrie | |
| I' ve been a grubbin' on a little farm | |
| On the flat and windy plains | |
| I' ve been listening to hungry cattle bawl | |
| I' m gonna pack my wife and kids | |
| I' m gonna hit that western road | |
| I' m gonna hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Chorus: I' m gonna hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Hit that Oregon | |
| Trail this coming fall | |
| Where the good rain falls aplenty | |
| And the crops and orchards grow | |
| I' m gonna hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Well, my land is dry and cracklin' | |
| And my chickens they' re acacklin' ' | |
| Cause the dirt and dust is gettin' in their craw | |
| They been layin flint rock eggs | |
| I had to bust ' em with a sledge | |
| I' m gonna hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Repeat Chorus | |
| Well, my hogs and pigs are squealin' | |
| They' re arockin' and areelin' ' | |
| Cause there ain' t no water to water in the draw | |
| I' m gonna grab one by his tail | |
| I' m gonna take that western trail | |
| And we' ll hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Now, my good old horse is boney | |
| Yes, he' s dry and hungry too | |
| You can see his ribs threequarters of a mile | |
| Throw my kids up on his back | |
| And the bay horse and the black | |
| And we' ll hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Repeat Chorus | |
| Well, my wife gets sort of ailin' | |
| When that mean old dust is sailin' | |
| And she wishes for the days beyond recall | |
| If there' s work there in the future | |
| In that North | |
| Pacific land | |
| So we' ll hit that | |
| Oregon Trail this coming fall | |
| Repeat Chorus |