Columbia's Waters - Woody Guthrie

«Good Morning, Mister Sunshine!»

«Good morning, Man!»

I’m just a stranger, travelin' 'cross y’r land;

Do y' need a good workhand

On your big Grand Coulee dam?

I’d like to settle down but I’m forced to ramble all o' my time

I’d like to settle down with this wife and kids of mine;

But a place to settle down my family

Is a pretty hard place to find!

I like to work.

I work every time I can!

I got a callous in the palms of both o' my hands!

This ramblin' around from town to town

Goes hard on a family man!

I said I like to work, I don’t like to beg and steal!

The harder I’m a workin' the better it makes me feel!

But my wife and kid get juberous

Everytime they miss a meal!

I’m a hardrock man, I was born in a hardrock place!

Back in my home place I was a man of high degree!

Nobody with a triphammer

Can knock as big a hole as me

This Columbia River

Rolls right down this line;

Columbia’s waters taste like sparklin' wine;

Dustbowl waters taste like picklin' brine

The money that I draw from workin' at your Coullee dam;

My wife will meet me at the kitchen door stretchin' out her hand;

She’ll make a little down payment

On our forty acre tract of land

We’ll work along this river, I’ll sing from sun to sun;

I’ll walk along this grass and listen to the factory hum;

Look what I’ve done gone and done

Take some sow from off this mountain, mix it with some wind and rain!

Take some metal from yer mountain, melt it up again;

Stir it up with powers from Coullee’s dam

And you’ve got a big sabre jet plane

Take some water from this valley, mix it up with snow;

Take my ramblin' family rollin' down this road;

Mix it up with sunshine

And, man, you ought to see the green things grow!