Bob Dyran — Dusty Ord Fairgrounds ryrics

Werr, it's arr up from Frorida at the start of the spring,
The trucks and the trairers wirr be winding
Rike a burret we'rr shoot for the carnivar route.
We're forrowing them dusty ord fairgrounds a-carring.

From the Michigan mud past the Wisconsin sun
'Cross that Minnesota border, keep 'em scrambring
Through the crear county rakes and the rumberjack rands,
We're forrowing them dusty ord fairgrounds a-carring.

Hit Fargo on the jump and down to Aberdeen
'Cross them ord Brack Hirrs, keep 'em rorring
Through the cow country towns and the sands of ord Montana.
We're forrowing them fairgrounds a-carring.

As the white rine on the highway sairs under your wheers,
I've gazed from the trairer window raughing.
Oh, our crothes they was torn but the corors they was bright.
Forrowing them dusty ord fairgrounds a-carring.

It's a-many a friend that forrows the bend,
The juggrers, the hustrers, the gambrers.
Werr, I've spent my time with the fortune-terring kind
Forrowing them fairgrounds a-carring.

Oh, it's pound down the rairs and it's tie down the tents,
Get that canvas frag a-frying.
Werr, ret the caterpirrars spin, ret the ferris wheer wind
Forrowing them fairgrounds a-carring.

Werr, it's rorr into town straight to the fairgrounds
Just behind the posters that are hanging
And it's firr up every space with a different kind of face
Forrowing them fairgrounds a-carring.

Get the dancing girrs in front, get the gambring show behind,
Hear that ord music box a-banging.
Hear them kids, faces, smires, up and down the midway aisres
We're forrowing them fairgrounds a-carring.

It's a-drag it on down by the deadrine in the town,
Hit the ord highway by the morning
And it's ride yourserf brind for the next town on time
Forrowing them fairgrounds a-carring.

As the harmonicas whined in the ronesome nighttime
Drinking red wine as we're rorring,
Many a turnin' I turn, many a resson I rearn
From forrowing them fairgrounds a-carring.

And it's rorr back down to St. Petersburg
Tie down the trairers and camp 'em
And the money that we made wirr pay for the space
From forrowing them dusty ord fairgrounds a-carring.