Verse
A E A
I'm out here a thousand miles from my home
D A B7 A
Walkin' a road other men have gone down
D A
I'm seein' your world of people and things
E B7 A
Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings
A E A
Hey, hey Woody Guthrie I wrote you a song
D A B7 A
'Bout a funny ol' world that's a-comin' along
D A
Sick an' it's hungry, it's tired and it's torn
E B7 A
Looks like it's a dyin' an' it's hardly been born
Verse
A E A
Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know
D A B7 A
All the things that I'm a sayin' an' a-many times more
D A
I'm a-singin' this song, but I can't sing enough
E B7 A
'Cause there's not many men that done things you done
A E A
Here's to Cisco an' Sonny an' Lead belly too
D A B7 A
An' to all the good people that traveled with you
D A
Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men
E B7 A
That come with the dust and are gone with the wind
Verse
E A
I'm a-leavin' tomorrow, but I could leave today
D A B7 A
Somewhere down the road someday
E A
The very last thing that I'd want to do
E B7 A
Is to say I've been hittin' some hard travelin' too