Leroy's Dustbowl Blues Lyrics - Earle Steve

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