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Inspired by my husband's family, who left Oklahoma for Oregon during the Great Depression.
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Going down the mountain out to the water
We’ll get to the water one day
With our feet deep in that cold rushing water
We’ll wash all our troubles away
Daddy said, ‘This land’s turned against us,’
I looked at my black shoes stained brown
The hot dirty sky blue a blizzard in July
He said, ‘Momma, it’s time we go down’
Go down the mountain out to the water
We’ll get to the water one day
With our feet deep in that cold rushing water
We’ll wash all our troubles away
Momma took down her old copper basin
She washed our feet with tears in her eyes
‘Let’s leave the dirt behind, girls, we’re going West to find
Blue water and even bluer skies’
Going down the mountain out to the water
We’ll get to water one day
With our feet deep in that cold foamy water
Well wash our long journey away
We loaded up horseless wagon
Daddy hung a sign at our back
It said ‘Oregon or bust’ blazing down a trail of dust
Oklahoma, we ain’t looking back
We’re going down the mountain out to the water
We’ll get to water one day
With our feet deep in that cold rushing water
We’ll wash all our troubles away
With our feet deep in that cold rushing water
We’ll wash all our troubles away
credits
from
Saints and Sinners, track
released 15 August 2011
Guitar, mandolin, fiddle, and vocals by Jenny Anne Mannan
Engineered and recorded by Caleb R. Strine.
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