Juanita Stein - Black Winds

He had rough hands
And a cautious glare
No he never smiled, he was just gracious to be there

He wore old jeans
And a cotton shirt
You never saw him leave
He was always there first

He would travel far
From the Midwestern plains
They were the black winds
They were the black winds

His fertile land transformed to sand
And it blew away to California
He left it all behind
Traded it for a dime
It was never planned to leave a broken heartland

He would travel far
From the Midwestern plains
They were the black winds
They were the black winds

He had rough hands
And a cautious glare
No he never smiled, he was just gracious to be there

He wore old jeans
And a cotton shirt
You never saw him leave
He was always there first

He would travel far
From the Midwestern plains
They were the black winds
They were the black winds

Written by:
GUS SEYFFERT, JUANITA STEIN

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