Woody Guthrie - Dust Bowl Refugee Chords

           C       C       C      C
e  --------------------------------|
B  --------------------------------|
G  -0------------------------------|
D  ---3-2-------------0h2----------|
A  ------------3--------------3----|
E  --------------------------------|

           C       C       C      G
e  --------------------------------|
B  --------------------------------|
G  -0------------------------------|
D  ---3-2-------------0h2----------|
A  ------------3-------------------|
E  ----------------------------3---|

           C       C          C      C
e  ------------------------------------|
B  ------------------------------------|
G  -0-----------------0----------------|
D  ---3-2---------------3-2------------|
A  ------------3-----------------3-----|
E  ------------------------------------|


           C       G         C
e  ---------------------------|
B  ---------------------------|
G  -----2-------------0-------|
D  ---3-----------------2-3---|
A  -3-------------------------|
E  ------------3--------------|

For the verses he seems to only use the C and G chords with his usual alternating bass
and some hammer ons.

Verse 1
C                    C
I'm a dust bowl refugee,
C                    G
Just a dust bowl refugee,
C                   C
From that dust bowl to the peach bowl,
C               G                 C
Now that peach fuzz is a-killin' me.

Verse 2
C                    C
'Cross the mountains to the sea,
C                    G
Come the wife and kids and me.
C                   C
It's a hot old dusty highway
C           G         C
For a dust bowl refugee.

Verse 3
C                    C
Hard, it's always been that way,
C                    G
Here today and on our way
C                   C
Down that mountain, 'cross the desert,
C           G         C
Just a dust bowl refugee.

Verse 4
C                    C
We are ramblers, so they say,
C                    G
We are only here today,
C                   C
Then we travel with the seasons,
C               G       C
We're the dust bowl refugees.

Verse 5
C                    C
From the south land and the drought land,
C                    G
Come the wife and kids and me,
C                   C
And this old world is a hard world
C          G        C
For a dust bowl refugee.

Verse 6
C                    C
Yes, we ramble and we roam
C                    G
And the highway that's our home,
C                   C
It's a never-ending highway
C         G         C
For a dust bowl refugee.

Verse 7
C                    C
Yes, we wander and we work
C                    G
In your crops and in your fruit,
C                   C
Like the whirlwinds on the desert
C               G        C
That's the dust bowl refugees.

Verse 8
C                    C
I'm a dust bowl refugee,
C                    G
I'm a dust bowl refugee,
C                   C
And I wonder will I always
C        G         C
Be a dust bowl refugee?