Woody Guthrie
Came along when
A poor man barely survived
We are now faced
With the same place
Wishing Woody was still alive
Woody Guthrie
He would write of
The heavy thumb of the government
And how we need to
Scream at the sky blue
Till we change views
Is what Woody meant
Woody Guthrie
The voice of a nation
Tired and aching
Needing to be heard
Now I hang on
To every phrase in every song
Every dot that comes along
In every word
If Woody were alive today
Wonder what he would say
At the state of our decay
In what he sees
Would he shake his head
Cause we've made our on bed
Perhaps he's better dead
Woody Guthrie rest in peace
Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 4:05 PM UTC
Woody Guthrie
Came along when
A poor man barely survived
We are now faced
With the same place
Wishing Woody was still alive
Woody Guthrie
He would write of
The heavy thumb of the government
And how we need to
Scream at the sky blue
Till we change views
Is what Woody meant
Woody Guthrie
The voice of a nation
Tired and aching
Needing to be heard
Now I hang on
To every phrase in every song
Every dot that comes along
In every word
If Woody were alive today
Wonder what he would say
At the state of our decay
In what he sees
Would he shake his head
Cause we've made our on bed
Perhaps he's better dead
Woody Guthrie rest in peace
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