Well, I just blowed in and I got them dust bowl blues I just blowed in and I got them dust bowl blues Well, I just blowed in and I'll blow back out again I guess you've heard about every kind of blues I guess you've just about heard about every kind of blues But when the dust gets high, you can't even see the sky I've seen the dust so black that I couldn't see a thing I've seen the dust so black that I couldn't see a thing And the wind so cold, boy, it nearly cut your water off I seen the wind so high that it blowed my fences down I've seen the wind so high that it blowed my fences down Buried my tractor six feet underground Well, it turned my farm into a pile of sand It turned my farm into a pile of sand I had to hit that road with a bottle in my hand I spent ten years down in that old dust bowl I spent ten years down in that old dust bowl When you get that dust pneumonia, boy, it's time to go I had a gal, and she was young and sweet I had a gal, and she was young and sweet But dust storm buried her sixteen hundred feet She was a good old gal, long, tall, and stout She was a good gal, long, tall, and stout I had to get a steam shovel to dig my darlin' out These dusty blues are the dustiest ones I know These dusty blues are the dustiest ones I know Buried my head over heels in the black old dust And I just blowed in and I'll blow back out again