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Pastures of Plenty
Words and Music by Woody Guthrie It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes I slept on the ground in the light of the moon On the edge of the city you'll see us and then We come with the dust and we go with the wind California., Arizona, I harvest your crops Well its North up to Oregon to gather your hops Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine To set on your table your light sparkling wine Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down Every state in the Union us migrants have been

We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win It's always we rambled, that river and I All along your green valley, I will work till I die My land I'll defend with my life if it be Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free

Union Maid
Words and Music by Woody Guthrie There once was a union maid, she never was afraid Of goons and ginks and company finks and the deputy sheriffs who made the raid. She went to the union hall when a meeting it was called, and when the Legion boys come 'round She always stood her ground. CHORUS: Oh, you can't scare me, I'm sticking to the union, I'm sticking to the union, I'm sticking to the union. Oh, you can't scare me, I'm sticking to the union, I'm sticking to the union 'til the day I die This union maid was wise to the tricks of company spies,

She couldn't be fooled by a company stool, she'd always organize the guys. She always got her way when she struck for better pay. She'd show her card to the National Guard And this is what she'd say REPEAT CHORUS You gals who want to be free, just take a tip from me; Get you a man who's a union man and join the ladies' auxiliary. Married life ain't hard when you got a union card, A union man has a happy life when he's got a union wife.

Other great rivers add power to you, Yakima, Snake and the Klickitat, too, Sandy Willamette and Hood River, too; Roll on, Columbia, roll on. REPEAT CHORUS Tom Jefferson's vision would not let him rest, An empire he saw in the Pacific Northwest. Sent Lewis and Clark and they did the rest; Roll on, Columbia, roll on. REPEAT CHORUS It's there on your bank that we fought many a fight, Sheridan's boys in the blockhouse hat night, They saw us in death but never in flight, Roll on, Columbia, roll on. REPEAT CHORUS At Bonneville now there are ships in the locks, The waters have risen and cleared all the rocks, Shiploads of plenty will steam past the docks, Roll on, Columbia, roll on. REPEAT CHORUS And on up the river is Grand Coulee Dam, The mightiest thing ever built by a man,

Roll On Columbia
Words by Woody Guthrie, Music based on "Goodnight, Irene" (Huddie Ledbetter) Green Douglas firs where the waters cut through. Down her wild mountains and canyons she flew. Canadian Northwest to the ocean so blue, Roll on, Columbia, roll on! CHORUS: Roll on, Columbia, roll on. Roll on, Columbia, roll on. Your power is turning our darkness to dawn, Roll on, Columbia, roll on.

To run these great factories and water the land, It's roll on, Columbia, roll on. REPEAT CHORUS These might men labored by day and by night, Matching their strength 'gainst the river's wild flight, Through rapids and falls they won the hard fight, Roll on, Columbia, roll on.

It dusted us over, an' it covered us under; Blocked out the traffic an' blocked out the sun, Straight for home all the people did run, Singin': REPEAT CHORUS We talked of the end of the world, and then We'd sing a song an' then sing it again. We'd sit for an hour an' not say a word, And then these words would be heard: REPEAT CHORUS Sweethearts sat in the dark and sparked, They hugged and kissed in that dusty old dark. They sighed and cried, hugged and kissed, Instead of marriage, they talked like this: "Honey..." REPEAT CHORUS Now, the telephone rang, an' it jumped off the wall, That was the preacher, a-makin' his call. He said, "Kind friend, this may the end;

So Long, Its Been Good To Know Yuh

Words and Music by Woody Guthrie I've sung this song, but I'll sing it again, Of the place that I lived on the wild windy plains, In the month called April, county called Gray, And here's what all of the people there say: CHORUS: So long, it's been good to know yuh; So long, it's been good to know yuh; So long, it's been good to know yuh. This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home, And I got to be driftin' along. A dust storm hit, an' it hit like thunder;

An' you got your last chance of salvation of sin!" The churches was jammed, and the churches was packed, An' that dusty old dust storm blowed so black. Preacher could not read a word of his text, An' he folded his specs, an' he took up collection, Said: So long, it's been good to know yuh; So long, it's been good to know yuh; So long, it's been good to know yuh. This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home, And I got to be driftin' along.

REPEAT CHORUS I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts; And all around me a voice was sounding: This land was made for you and me. REPEAT CHORUS When the sun came shining, and I was strolling, And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling, As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting: This land was made for you and me. As I went walking I saw a sign there And on the sign it said "No Trespassing." But on the other side it didn't say nothing, That side was made for you and me. REPEAT CHORUS In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people, By the relief office I seen my people; As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking Is this land made for you and me? Nobody living can ever stop me, As I go walking that freedom highway; Nobody living can ever make me

This Land Is Your Land

Words and Music by Woody Guthrie CHORUS: This land is your land This land is my land From California to the New York island; From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and Me. As I was walking that ribbon of highway, I saw above me that endless skyway: I saw below me that golden valley: This land was made for you and me.

turn back This land was made for you and me.

Goin' Down The Road Feeling Bad

Words and Music by Woody Guthrie and Lee Hays I'm blowin' down this old dusty road, I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road, I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way. I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine, I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine, I'm a-goin' where the water taste like wine, Lord, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way. I'm a-goin' where the dust storms never blow, I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow, I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow, blow, blow, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way. They say I'm a dust bowl refugee, Yes, they say I'm a dust bowl refugee, They say I'm a dust bowl refugee, Lord, Lord, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way. I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay,

I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay, I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay, Lord, Lord, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way. My children need three square meals a day, Now, my children need three square meals a day, My children need three square meals a day, Lord, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way. It takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet, It takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet, It takes a ten-dollar shoe to fit my feet, Lord, Lord, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way. Your a-two-dollar shoe hurts my feet, Your two-dollar shoe hurts my feet, Yes, your two-dollar shoe hurts my feet, Lord, Lord, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way. I'm a-goin' down this old dusty road, I'm blowin' down this old dusty road, I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord, An' I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

Why, Oh Why
Words and Music by Woody Guthrie Why can't a dish break a hammer? Why oh why oh why?! 'Cause a hammer's a hard head.

Goodbye goodbye goodbye. CHORUS: Why, oh why, oh why oh, why oh? Why, oh why, oh why? Because because because because Goodbye goodbye goodbye Why can't a bird eat an elephant? Why, oh why, oh why? 'Cause an elephant's got a pretty hard skin. Goodby goodbye goodbye. Why can't a mouse eat a streetcar? Why, oh why, oh why?'Cause a mouse's stomach could never get big enough to hold a streetcar. Goodbye goodbye goodbye. Why does a horn make music? Why, oh why, oh why? Because the horn-blower blows it. Goodbye goodbye goodbye Why does a cow drink water? Tell me why n why? Because the cow gets thirsty just like you or me or anybody else. Goodye goodbye goodbye. REPEAT CHORUS Why don't you answer my questions? Why, oh why, oh why? 'Cause I don't know the answers. Goodby goodbye goodbye.

What make the landlord take money? Why, oh why, oh why? I don't know that one myself. Goodbye goodbye goodbye. Why's there no pennies for ice cream Why, oh why, oh why? You put all the pennies in the telephone. Goodbye goodbye goodbye. Why can't a rabbit chase an eagle? Tell me why, oh why? 'Cause the last rabbit that took out and chased after an eagle didn't come out so good and that's why rabbits don't chase after eagles that's all I know about rabbits and eagles? Because because because. Why ain't my grandpa my grandma? Why, oh why, oh why? Same reason your dad's not your mommy. Goodbye goodbye goodbye. Why couldn't the wind blow backwards? Why, oh why, oh why? 'Cause it might backfire and hurt somebody and if it hurt somebody it'd keep on hurting them Goodbye goodbye goodbye. REPEAT CHORUS

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