Hey hey woody guthrie, I wrote
you a song
'Bout a funny old world that's a comin' along
Seems sick and it's hungry; it's tired and it's torn
It looks like it's a-dyin' and it's hardly been born
Hey woody guthrie, but I know
that you know
All the things that I'm a-sayin' and a-many times more
I'm a-singin' ya this song, but I can't sing enough
Cause there's not many people done the things that you've done
Here's to Cisco an' Sonny and
And to all the good people that traveled with you.
Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men
That come with the dust and are gone with the wind.
I'm a-leavin' tomorrow, but
I could leave today,
Somewhere down the road someday.
The very last thing that I'd want to do
Is to say I've been hittin' some hard travelin' too.