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I'm a dust bowl refugee,
Just a dust bowl refugee,
From the dust bowl to that peach bowl,
Now that peach fuzz is a-killin' me.

I'm a dust bowl refugee,
Just a dust bowl refugee,
It's a never-endin' highway,
For the dustbowl refugee.

Well, we wander and we work
In your crops and in your fruit,
It's a hot, old dusty highway
For the dust bowl refugee

Down the mountain to the sea
Come my wife and kids and me
It's a hot old dusty highway
For the dust bowl refugee

Oh we ramble and we roam
And the highway is our home
It's a hot old dusty highway
For the dust bowl refugee

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