my father's name was hannibal
mama was hanna-mariah. everything we owned got all burned up in the great depression fire
strip mines and one crop farming drained the green earth dry. we lost it all till only love was left
and that was the one thing money can't buy. we're all dust bowl children
singin' the dust bowl song
well
the crops won't grow
and the dust just blows
when the green fields are gone. when the green grass growing fields are gone. when the green fields are gone. when the green grass growing fields are gone. well
they said in california
there's work of every kind. the only work that i got out there was waiting on a welfare line. once i had a dollar
once i had a dream. now all the work is being done by a big ole machine. we're all dust bowl children
singin' the dust bowl song
and the crops won't grow
and the dust just blows
when the green fields are gone. when the green grass growing fields are gone. when the green fields are gone. when the green grass growing fields are gone.