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Red Dog Ash - Hello Florence Thompson Hello Florence Thompson Looking at me through the years With your tired eyes and dustbowl girls How many shared your fears? You came from Oklahoma And crossed the San Joaquin Till you landed on the Central Coast Another migrant on your knees Rain don't cut the red dirt ground Dust so thick can't hear a sound Another family West Coast bound Seven hungry children Just 32 years old The kids they hide their faces Reaching out for you to hold Pictured in your poverty I heard you were ashamed That a photograph had stole your soul And left you with your pain Dorothea Lange and the S.F. News Ran the photo just in time To feed the labor camp down in Nipomo But you'd walked on down the line So hello Florence Thompson Who never wanted fame Just a stand-in for those Dust Bowl ghosts Forgotten in their names |