Текст песни Johnny Cash - Ride This Train (Part 8)

Ride this train let me show you a land of rolling hills and tall corn 

A land of hard working people where rewards are often very small 

This is Pella Iowa 

My mother and father brought me here in 1847 we came from Cork Ireland 

We had a potato famine over there and things had been pretty rough for us 

I remember during the potato famine in Ireland I'd trail along at father's feet 

And we'd try to find enough potatoes for a meal 

And we'd take em back in to mother and she'd cook em coats and all 

Well finally we gave up and somehow we made it to America 

Well our new neighbors here in Pella loaned father oxen 

And ploughs to make his first crop with 

And you never saw taller corn that year than it was on our place 

The next season why we were even lendin' out ploughs and oxen to other farms 

That's the way it was here in the new land 

Everybody helped everybody out if you got sick everybody came to visit 

Even the doctor wouldn't take pay if he thought you couldn't afford it 

But old Doc Brown was always there if you ever needed him