Bonneville Dam Lyrics & Chords By Cisco Houston
Back in nineteen thirty-three--
Old dust storms was a-killin' me.
Nineteen hundred thirty four--
Dust had rose and blow'd some more.
Nineteen hundred thirty-five--
Figger'd I was lucky just to be alive.
Nineteen hundred thiry-six--
Me and my wife in a hell'va fix.
Nineteen hundred thirty-nine--
Fanned our tails to the Oregon Line.
Oregon Line, Oregon Line,
Fanned our tails to the Oregon Line.
Now there ain't no country extra fine
If you're just a mile from the end of the line,
You're just a mile from the end of the line,
You're just a mile from the end of the line,
My eyes is crossed, my back is cramped,
Tryin' to read the Bible by the coal-oil lamp.
I'll turn my stone and till my land,
Waitin' for the big Bonneville Dam.
That Bonneville Dam is a sight to see,
Makes that e-lec-a-tri-ci-ty,
E-lec-a, e-lec-a, e-lec-a-tri-ci-ty,
Makes that e-lec-a-tri-ci-ty.