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Griffith Nanci The Dust Bowl Symphony With The London Symphony Orchestra

harvest time we'll work it out There's still a lotta love, here in these troubled fields There's a book up on the shelf about the dust bowl days And

To go." [Chorus:] It's a hard life It's a hard life It's a very hard life It's a hard life wherever you go If we poison our children with hatred Then

me how you keep the love Within your heart from me [Instrumental Break] Tell me how to keep your love You know how I need your love Tell me how you keep the love Within

meet him in the street Tripping over your own feet He claims upi still anyway Waiting for love God forgives your lack of grace [Chorus:] Everyone I must know From the dust bowl

I saw you on the avenue You looked so tired and a little blue You were in your Sunday best With your father's tie upon your chest [Chorus:] Hey, you

will come back around I know you believe the grass is growing Across this winter To the south of this town I know your kiss is sweeter Than the dust

Something's disturbed me I'm out of your company I'm Out of the country With another man's heart I'm angered and doubtful And I'd shout an earful But