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All Credit to Original poster I simply copied chords to all verses for east of reading on scrolling screen. ------------------------------ This is my attempt at a tab for Woody Guthrie's song "Dust Bowl Refugees" as played on disc 3 of the library of congress recordings. (Key of C, no capo, standard tuning.) This is my first tab so please post some comments/suggestions. Intro/Between Verses Melody (Chord names above refer to the chord you should be holding/strumming while playing the melody): C C C C e --------------------------------| B --------------------------------| G -0------------------------------| D ---3-2-------------0h2----------| A ------------3--------------3----| E --------------------------------| C C C G e --------------------------------| B --------------------------------| G -0------------------------------| D ---3-2-------------0h2----------| A ------------3-------------------| E ----------------------------3---| C C C C e ------------------------------------| B ------------------------------------| G -0-----------------0----------------| D ---3-2---------------3-2------------| A ------------3-----------------3-----| E ------------------------------------| C G C e ---------------------------| B ---------------------------| G -----2-------------0-------| D ---3-----------------2-3---| A -3-------------------------| E ------------3--------------| For the verses he seems to only use the C and G chords with his usual alternating bass and some hammer ons. Verse 1

^CI'm a dust bowl refug^Cee, ^CJust a dust bowl refu^Ggee, ^CFrom that dust bowl ^Cto the peach bowl, ^CNow that peach f^Guzz is a-killin' m^Ce.

Verse 2

^C'Cross the mountains ^Cto the sea, ^CCome the wife and kid^Gs and me. ^CIt's a hot old dusty^C highway ^CFor a dust b^Gowl refuge^Ce.

Verse 3

^CHard, it's always bee^Cn that way, ^CHere today and on our^G way ^CDown that mountain, ^C'cross the desert, ^CJust a dust ^Gbowl refug^Cee.

Verse 4

^CWe are ramblers, so t^Chey say, ^CWe are only here toda^Gy, ^CThen we travel with ^Cthe seasons, ^CWe're the dust b^Gowl refu^Cgees.

Verse 5

^CFrom the south land a^Cnd the drought land, ^CCome the wife and kid^Gs and me, ^CAnd this old world i^Cs a hard world ^CFor a dust ^Gbowl refu^Cgee.

Verse 6

^CYes, we ramble and we^C roam ^CAnd the highway that'^Gs our home, ^CIt's a never-ending ^Chighway ^CFor a dust^G bowl refu^Cgee.

Verse 7

^CYes, we wander and we^C work ^CIn your crops and in ^Gyour fruit, ^CLike the whirlwinds ^Con the desert ^CThat's the dust ^Gbowl refu^Cgees.

Verse 8

^CI'm a dust bowl refug^Cee, ^CI'm a dust bowl refug^Gee, ^CAnd I wonder will I ^Calways ^CBe a dust^G bowl refu^Cgee?

Woody Guthrie - Dust bowl refugee