Hands to Work

I live at the end of a two-rut road, 

off the Oregon Trail by the Snake River Gorge 

and I lived through The Crash, when times got hard, 

By putting my hands to work, and my heart to God 

And that damned ol' river it took my girl Anna Mae 

and it left me holding nothing, but these flowers for her grave 

but I dug it deep up where the mountain meets the stars 

gave my hands to work and my child to god 

 

And the river keeps a rollin, and the sun keeps comin up 

and I drive this two-rut road in my rusty pick-up truck 

Cause there's things that need doin, and there aint no time to stop 

Cause the country keeps a growin and a day aint never long enough 

 

I cut up the Columbia with the WPA, I built the Grand Coulee Dam 

For the Bonneville PA 

Then I shipped with 1st I.D. and, boys, Omaha was hard 

My hands were shaking and my heart was god's 

Well I made it home and I bought this little farm 

With my G.I. Bill and my one good arm 

Spent my days up on the tractor and my nights 

there in her arms 

With my hands to work and my heart to god 

 

And the river keeps a rollin, and the sun keeps comin up 

and I drive this two-rut road in my rusty pick-up truck 

Cause there's things that need doin, and there aint no time to stop 

Cause the country keeps a growin and a day aint never long enough 

 

Its just me now in the house above the gorge 

My boy, Curtis was in the towers 

Mae Belle passed on in '04 

I get up in the morning, take my coffee with the Lord 

Then I drive this two-rut road in my '64 Ford 

Head into town even though seein's  getting hard 

I keep my hand's to work 

And my heart to God

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