| I was down 'long the river, just settin' on a rock
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| Lookin' at the boats in Bonneville Lock
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| And the gate swings open and the boat sails in
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| Toots her whistle, she’s gone a gin'!
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| Well, I fills up my hat brim, drunk a sweet taste
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| Thought 'bout the river goin' to waste
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| Thought 'bout the dust, thought 'bout the sand
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| Thought 'bout the people, thought 'bout the land
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| Ever’body runnin' round all over creation
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| Just lookin' for some kind of a little place
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| Pulled out my pencil, scribbled this song
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| I figgered all these salmon fishers can’t be wrong
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| Them salmon fish, they’re mighty shrewd
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| They got senators, politicians, too!
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| Just like a President, they run ever' four years
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| Yes, them folks back east are doin' a lot o' talkin'
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| Some of 'em balkin' and some of 'em squawkin'
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| But with all their figgerin' and all their books
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| Well, they just didn’t know them raw Chinooks
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| Salmon! |
| That’s a good river!
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| Just watch this river and pretty soon
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| Ever’body’s goin' to be changin' their tune
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| The big Grand Coulee and Bonneville Dam
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| Run a thousand factories for Uncle Sam
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| An' ever’body else in the world
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| Makin' ever’thing from sewing machines to fertilizer
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| Atomic bedrooms… Plastic!
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| Everything’s gonna be made out of plastic!
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| Yes, Uncle Sam needs wool, Uncle Sam needs wheat
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| Uncle Sam needs houses and stuff to eat
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| Uncle Sam needs water and power dams
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| Uncle Sam needs people and people needs land
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| Don’t like dictators not much, myself
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| But I think the whole country ought to be run
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| By electricity! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Talking Columbia, artist - Woody Guthrie. Album song Hard Travelin', The Asch Recordings, Vol. 3, in the genre