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  • 作曲 : Guthrie
    I've been a grubbin' on a little farm
    On the flat and windy plains
    I've been listening to hungry cattle bawl
    I'm gonna pack my wife and kids
    I'm gonna hit that western road
    I'm gonna hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Chorus: I'm gonna hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Hit that Oregon
    Trail this coming fall
    Where the good rain falls a-plenty
    And the crops and orchards grow
    I'm gonna hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Well, my land is dry and cracklin'
    And my chickens they're a-cacklin' '
    Cause the dirt and dust is gettin' in their craw
    They been layin flint rock eggs
    I had to bust 'em with a sledge
    I'm gonna hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Repeat Chorus
    Well, my hogs and pigs are squealin'
    They're a-rockin' and a-reelin' '
    Cause there ain't no water to water in the draw
    I'm gonna grab one by his tail
    I'm gonna take that western trail
    And we'll hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Now, my good old horse is boney
    Yes, he's dry and hungry too
    You can see his ribs three-quarters of a mile
    Throw my kids up on his back
    And the bay horse and the black
    And we'll hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Repeat Chorus
    Well, my wife gets sort of ailin'
    When that mean old dust is sailin'
    And she wishes for the days beyond recall
    If there's work there in the future
    In that North
    Pacific land
    So we'll hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Repeat Chorus
  • 作曲 : Guthrie
    I've been a grubbin' on a little farm
    On the flat and windy plains
    I've been listening to hungry cattle bawl
    I'm gonna pack my wife and kids
    I'm gonna hit that western road
    I'm gonna hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Chorus: I'm gonna hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Hit that Oregon
    Trail this coming fall
    Where the good rain falls a-plenty
    And the crops and orchards grow
    I'm gonna hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Well, my land is dry and cracklin'
    And my chickens they're a-cacklin' '
    Cause the dirt and dust is gettin' in their craw
    They been layin flint rock eggs
    I had to bust 'em with a sledge
    I'm gonna hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Repeat Chorus
    Well, my hogs and pigs are squealin'
    They're a-rockin' and a-reelin' '
    Cause there ain't no water to water in the draw
    I'm gonna grab one by his tail
    I'm gonna take that western trail
    And we'll hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Now, my good old horse is boney
    Yes, he's dry and hungry too
    You can see his ribs three-quarters of a mile
    Throw my kids up on his back
    And the bay horse and the black
    And we'll hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Repeat Chorus
    Well, my wife gets sort of ailin'
    When that mean old dust is sailin'
    And she wishes for the days beyond recall
    If there's work there in the future
    In that North
    Pacific land
    So we'll hit that
    Oregon Trail this coming fall
    Repeat Chorus