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by Willis Alan Ramsey


Boy from Oklahoma
by Willis Alan Ramsey (Wishbone Music)

Tabs by Casey Carr

         
                         
Travelin’ across the country
                         
playin’ on the circuit line
                          
sometimes I think about a man
                       
who was here before my time.
                      
Named for the 28th president
                             
with a Guthrie tacked to the end.
                 
born in Okemah shoes
                    
with the Dust Bowl blues,
                         
a friend of the working man.
                             
Now he wasn’t partial to New York buildings
                        
that tried to touch the sky
                                       
West Virginia coal mines that took so many lives
                                    
for the way they drove the migrant workers
                      
back over into Mexico way.
                   
and the scabs they run
                     
when they heard he’d come
                           
and the bosses started to pray.

              
Chorus:
              
                    
Just a boy from Oklahoma
                        
on an endless one-night stand
                    
wan’drin’ and a-ramblin’
                           
driftin’ with the midnight sand.
                             
He played the blues and the ballads
                    
and all that came between
     
his heart was in the Union
                          
and his soul was reachin’ out
                            
for the servant’s dream.

                                
Now I was talking to a man that met him
                         
in a bar near Clovis town.
                              
He said the whole place was a-shakin’
                            
as he was passing his songs around.
                         
In between the tunes he asked him
                              
where he’d be when the morrow came
                    
He said through his grin,
                      
I put my thumb in the wind
                             
and I’m off down the road again.

Chorus:              

                    
Just a boy from Oklahoma
                         
on an endless one-night stand
                
I wander and I ramble
                              
and I drift with the midnight sand.
                           
I play the blues and the ballads
                      
and all that comes between
    
my heart is in the Union
                        
and my soul is reachin’ out
                                       
for the servant’s dream.

                         
Now you know that Woody Guthrie
                           
Is dead and buried in the ground
                       
Sometimes I sing his songs
                                       
and I get to thinkin’ that he’s still around.
                              
I’ll hold that his fires everlastin’
                                
Testify that his voice has rung true
                       
and the ramblin’ man’s ris’
                  
and the kingdom’s his
                              
but his songs are for me and you.

              
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