Leroy`s Dustbowl Blues — текст песни (Steve Earle)

Leroy was a farmer and an honest man
Would have lived in Oklahoma all his days
He just wanted left alone to work a piece of land
But a hard wind come and blew his dreams away
So he headed for the West Coast thought he could not lose
Rollin` down the highway with the dustbowl blues

It`s a thousand miles from Broken Bow to Bakersfield
And the highway`s paved with heartaches all the way
Leroy drove on lookin` for a better deal
A place a man could settle down and stay
But the police at the state line beat him black and blue
Left him lyin` by the roadside with the dustbowl blues

They say California is a paradise
Hollywood turns night time into day
But up along the San Joaquin those city lights
Might as well be a million miles away
When your kids are cold and hungry wearin` worn out shoes
Standin` in the garden with the dustbowl blues