The dust bowl days were hard and long,
The topsoil blew away,
The Okies packed their belongings,
On Route Sixty-Six they traveled every day.
The family car stuffed full of all,
They owned upon the earth,
Dust bowl days of losing farms,
Was economic curse.
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