Oregon Trail by Woody Guthrie (key of D)
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I've been a grubbin’ on a little farm on the flat and windy plains
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I've been listening to hungry cattle bawl, I'm gonna pack my wife and kids
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I'm gonna hit that western road, I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail this coming fall
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I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail this coming fall,
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hit that Oregon Trail this coming fall
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Where the good rain falls a plenty and the crops and orchards grow
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I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail this coming fall
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Well, my land is dry and cracklin' and my chickens they're a cacklin'
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cause the dirt and dust is gettin in their crawl,they been layin flint rock eggs
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I had to bust em with a sledge, I'm gonna hit that Oregon Trail this coming fall
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Well, my hogs and pigs are squealin' They're a rockin and a reelin'
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Cause there ain't no water to water in the draw, I'm gonna grab one by his tail
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Im gonna take that western trail And we'll hit that Oregon Trail this coming fall
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Now, my good old horse is boney, Yes he's dry and hungry too
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You can see his ribs three-quarters of a mile, Throw my kids up on his back
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and the day horse right on track And we'll hit that Oregon Trail this coming fall
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Well my wife gets sort of ailin, When that mean old dust is sailin
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And she wishes for the days beyond recall, If the work there's in the future
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in that north Pacific land, So we'll hit that Oregon Trail this coming fall
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