Leroys Dustbowl Blues

<br>Leroy was a farmer and an honest man<br><br>Would have lived in oklahoma all his days<br><br>He just wanted left alone to work a piece of land<br><br>But a hard wind come and blew his dreams away<br><br>So he headed for the west coast thought he could not lose<br><br>Rollin down the highway with the dustbowl blues<br><br><br><br>Its a thousand miles from broken bow to bakersfield<br><br>And the highways paved with heartaches all the way<br><br>Leroy drove on lookin for a better deal<br><br>A place a man could settle down and stay<br><br>But the police at the state line beat him black and blue<br><br>Left him lyin by the roadside with the dustbowl blues<br><br><br><br>They say california is a paradise<br><br>Hollywood turns night time into day<br><br>But up along the san joaquin those city lights<br><br>Might as well be a million miles away<br><br>When your kids are cold and hungry wearin worn out shoes<br><br>Standin in the garden with the dustbowl blues