Lyrics Woody Guthrie – Dust Pneumonia Blues

I got that dust pneumony, pneumony in my lung
I got the dust pneumony, pneumony in my lung
An’ I’m a-gonna sing this dust pneumony song

I went to the doctor, and the doctor, said, «My son»

Now there ought to be some yodelin’ in this song
Yeah, there ought to be some yodelin’ in this song
But I can’t yodel for the rattlin’ in my lung

My good gal sings the dust pneumony blues
My good gal sings the dust pneumony blues
She loves me ’cause she’s got the dust pneumony, too

It it wasn’t for choppin’ my hoe would turn to rust
If it wasn’t for choppin’ my hoe would turn to rust
I can’t find a woman in this black ol’ Texas dust

Down in Oklahoma, the wind blows mighty strong
Down in Oklahoma, the wind blows mighty strong
If you want to get a mama, just sing a California song

Down in Texas, my gal fainted in the rain
Down in Texas, my gal fainted in the rain
I throwed a bucket o’ dirt in her face just to bring her back again