From the album Its Root, Hoe or Die

When the Black Clouds Roll was inspired by Dorothea Lange's photo "Tractored out" https://www.sfmoma.org/artwork/ST1998.0282.

Doug Cox: Mandolin
Linda McRae: Bass/Vocals
Kim Richey: Guitar/Vocals

Lyrics

When the Black Clouds Roll
Cox/McRae/Richie October 2018

There used to be a sea of Buffalo grass
Green as Cory’s eyes but that’s all in the past
It was the first and only time we owned a little land
We had a few good years till it all turned to sand

Me and Cory came late to church on the day
Dust storm of ’35 blew all we’d worked for away
Wheat will win the war rain follows the plough
We took their words to heart but we know better now

Who will save our souls
When the black clouds roll

We sold off what we could, we left the rest behind
One more poor dirt farmer heading West on 99

Who will save our souls
When the black clouds roll

There used to be a sea of Buffalo grass
Green as Cory’s eyes but that’s all in the past