Song To Woody
Bob Dylan*

I'm (G)out here a thousand (D)miles from my (G)home
(C)Walkin' a road other men have gone (G)down
I'm seein' your world of (C)people and (G)things
Your paupers and peasants and (D)princes and (G)kings

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, hey, Woody, but i know that you know
All the things that I'm a-sayin' and a-many a times more
I'm a-singin' you this song but I can't sing enough
'Cause there's not many men that done things that you've done

Here's to Cisco and Sonny and Lead Belly too**
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, some road, someday
The very last thing that I'd want to do
Is to say I've been hittin' some hard travelin' too

*    for original key (A) use capo at 2nd fret
** Cisco Houston, Sonny Terry and Lead Belly are the legendary men
Woody Guthrie has travelled with and was recorded together

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