Capo 5


A5
Load up the old Dodge truck
      F5
We?ll leave what we can?t sell
A5
Nobody needs a sharecropper?s tools 
F5
or a dust filled well
A5
Take you one last look around
F5    
shed you one last tear
        A5
For the broken plow, the broken dreams
        F5              A5
And the life we?re leaving here


Pull the lines down tight
The kids can ride on top of the load
In the cool of the night
They can crawl underneath the tarp
To stay out of the cold
Eleven hundred miles of mountain and sand
We?ll cross ?em tired and torn
If this beat up truck can carry us
Far enough away from the storm


Chorus:
      F5            C5
We?re going to California
        G5
There?s work there for a man
    F5                C5
Too proud to beg for charity
    G5              F5
Too poor to make a stand
                              G5 
Pray it?s just the land we?re losing
       C5                   F5
Not my life?s blood that I leave
       A5
On the handles of that broken plow

That haunts me in my dreams


A man at a roadside station
Don?t like dealing with my kind
He?d beat me out of my last dollar
And never look me in the eye
I heard ?em call us Okies
Hell I don?t know what that means
But something tells me the promised land
Ain?t as promising as it seems


Chorus


Bridge:  F5 A5
F5                         A5
This restless road is full of strangers
F5                         A5
They ain?t no stranger than I am
F5                   A5
Hardened faces damn the dust and curse the wind
     A5
That drove us from this life and home
      F5       A5 
We?ll never know again


Chorus

On the handles of my broken plow that haunts me in my dreams