Talking Columbia by Woody Guthrie Lyrics

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Well, down along the river just a-sittin' on a rock
I'm a-lookin' at the boats in the Bonneville lock
Gate swings open, the boat sails in
She toots her whistle, she's gone again
Gasoline goin' up. Wheat comin' down
Well, I filled up my hat brim, drunk a little taste
Thought about a river just a-goin' to waste;
Thought about the dust, an' thought about the sand
Thought about the people, an' thought about the land
Folks runnin' round all over creation
Lookin' for some kind of little place

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Talking Columbia”

• Written: Woody Guthrie
• Harmonica: Woody Guthrie
• Guitar: Woody Guthrie
• Vocals: Woody Guthrie
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Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Talking Columbia” Released in 1967

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Well, down along the river just a-sittin' on a rock
I'm a-lookin' at the boats in the Bonneville lock
Gate swings open, the boat sails in
She toots her whistle, she's gone again
Gasoline goin' up. Wheat comin' down
Well, I filled up my hat brim, drunk a little taste
Thought about a river just a-goin' to waste;
Thought about the dust, an' thought about the sand
Thought about the people, an' thought about the land
Folks runnin' round all over creation
Lookin' for some kind of little place

Well, I pulled out my pencil, scribbled this song
Figured all them salmon just couldn't be wrong;
Them salmon fish is mighty shrewd
They got senators and politicians, too
Just about like the president. They run every four years

You just watch this river, though, pretty soon
Everybody's gonna be changin' their tune;
The big Grand Coulee and the Bonneville dams
Run a thousand factories for Uncle Sam
And everybody else in the world. Turnin' out
Everything from fertilizers to sewing machines
And atomic bedrooms and plastic --
Everything's gonna be plastic
Uncle Sam need houses and stuff to eat
Uncle Sam needs wool, and Uncle Sam needs wheat
Uncle Sam needs water and power dams
Uncle Sam needs people, and the people need land
'Course I don't like dictators none myself
But then I think the whole country had ought to be run by e-lec-trici-ty