Song parody of
Dust Bowl Valley
by Parsons Ghost
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I'm going back
To the place I ran from
Palm trees, broken roads
Desert dust bowl sun
Where the bill man call you
Almost every week
Which bills to pay today
What's left in the fridge to eat
Where stars frame the night
Born out of dreams
Just close enough to give hope
But too far to reach
I left there
With that hope on fire
A back seat for a bed
In search for something brighter
Down in that dust bowl valley
With that dust bowl valley sun
I'm going back
To the place I ran from
Where the earth and the men
Have been hardened by a life in the sun
Like my old man
He's 63
Still swings a hammer
Still tougher than me
What about my mother
Well the last I heard
She was strung out on Demerol
And some of those neighbors
I miss my good friend
Look how far we've come
Both settling down
I guess we're worn out from the run
Down in that dust bowl valley
With that dust bowl valley sun
And I'm headed back
Got the radio on
They're still playing
Haggard's Working Man's Song
And I'm coming full circle
Trying to make my peace
With my past
And the ghosts that still haunt me
Remembering the good times
More than the bad
That dust bowl country
Heart worn land
I'm going back
To the place I ran from
Palm trees, broken roads
Desert dust bowl sun
Down in that dust bowl valley
With that dust bowl valley sun
Take me on back to
That dust bowl valley
Dust bowl valley sun
I'm going back
To the place I ran from
Palm trees, broken roads
Desert dust bowl sun
Where the bill man call you
Almost every week
Which bills to pay today
What's left in the fridge to eat
Where stars frame the night
Born out of dreams
Just close enough to give hope
But too far to reach
I left there
With that hope on fire
A back seat for a bed
In search for something brighter
Down in that dust bowl valley
With that dust bowl valley sun
I'm going back
To the place I ran from
Where the earth and the men
Have been hardened by a life in the sun
Like my old man
He's 63
Still swings a hammer
Still tougher than me
What about my mother
Well the last I heard
She was strung out on Demerol
And some of those neighbors
I miss my good friend
Look how far we've come
Both settling down
I guess we're worn out from the run
Down in that dust bowl valley
With that dust bowl valley sun
And I'm headed back
Got the radio on
They're still playing
Haggard's Working Man's Song
And I'm coming full circle
Trying to make my peace
With my past
And the ghosts that still haunt me
Remembering the good times
More than the bad
That dust bowl country
Heart worn land
I'm going back
To the place I ran from
Palm trees, broken roads
Desert dust bowl sun
Down in that dust bowl valley
With that dust bowl valley sun
Take me on back to
That dust bowl valley
Dust bowl valley sun
