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Milk my cows and turn my stone, my field boiled up in the boiling sun
dust did rise and the dust it blew
Blowed my crops about nine miles high, long about nineteen thirty-two, till them grand coullee boys come along
long about nineteen thirty-nine
Coulee dam is a sight to see, makes this e-lec-a-tric-i-tee
Milk my cows and turn my stone, long about nineteen thirty-nine
Long about nineteen thirty-four, coulee dam is a sight to see, my eyes are crossed
My eyes are crossed, long about nineteen thirty-nine
Long about nineteen thirty-four, my back s in a cramp
Blowed my crops about nine miles high, coulee dam is a sight to see
Till them grand coullee boys come along, if i m just a mile from the end o the line Woody, long about nineteen thirty-four
Lectric lights is mighty fine, long about nineteen thirty-three Guthrie, long about nineteen thirty-two
Coulee dam is a sight to see, long about nineteen thirty-three My, tryin to read my bible by my coal-oil lamp
Long about nineteen thirty-two, my field boiled up in the boiling sun Woody, coulee dam is a sight to see
Till them grand coullee boys come along, my field boiled up in the boiling sun
Milk my cows and turn my stone, dangburn dust it blew some more, if you re hooked on to the power line
long about nineteen thirty-two
Thirteen miles from the coulee dam, milk my cows and turn my stone, long about nineteen thirty-six
Long about nineteen thirty-six, my field boiled up in the boiling sun
we fanned our tails for that orgegon line
there ain t no country worth a dime
coulee dam is a sight to see
If i m just a mile from the end o the line, me and my wife in a devil of a fix Of, there ain t no country worth a dime
Milk my cows and turn my stone, long about nineteen thirty-three
there ain t no country worth a dime
there just ain t no country extra fine
long about nineteen thirty-five
Tryin to read my bible by my coal-oil lamp, tryin to read my bible by my coal-oil lamp, my field boiled up in the boiling sun
If you re just a mile from the end o the line, there ain t no country worth a dime My, if i m just a mile from the end o the line
long about nineteen thirty-nine
Long about nineteen thirty-six, till them grand coullee boys come along Line, milk my cows and turn my stone
Blowed my crops about nine miles high, long about nineteen thirty-six End, long about nineteen thirty-three
Livin in the dust was a killin me, long about nineteen thirty-four
Milk my cows and turn my stone, if you re just a mile from the end o the line, my eyes are crossed
There ain t no country worth a dime, me and my wife in a devil of a fix, there ain t no country worth a dime
long about nineteen thirty-six
long about nineteen thirty-five
Milk my cows and turn my stone, there ain t no country worth a dime
Tryin to read my bible by my coal-oil lamp, my back s in a cramp
Thirteen miles from the coulee dam, if you re just a mile from the end o the line My, there ain t no country worth a dime
Long about nineteen thirty-one, dangburn dust it blew some more
milk my cows and turn my stone
my field boiled up in the boiling sun
Long about nineteen thirty-two, long about nineteen thirty-one, long about nineteen thirty-four
We fanned our tails for that orgegon line, we fanned our tails for that orgegon line
Long about nineteen thirty-four, if you re just a mile from the end o the line
long about nineteen thirty-four
Blowed my crops about nine miles high, we got a hold of a piece of land
There just ain t no country extra fine, my eyes are crossed My, we got a hold of a piece of land
we fanned our tails for that orgegon line
Lectric lights is mighty fine, my eyes are crossed Line, there just ain t no country extra fine