Travelin' ‘cross the country
Workin' on the circuit line
Sometimes I think about a man
Who was here before my time
Named for the 28th president
With a Guthrie tacked to the end
Born an Okie with shoes
With the Dust Bowl blues
He’s a friend of the working man
Now he wasn't fond New York buildings
That tried to touch the sky
Or the West Virginia coalmines
That took so many lives
For the way they drove the migrant worker
Back into Mexico way
The scabs they run
When they heard he'd come
The bosses started to pray
Just a boy from Oklahoma
On an endless one-night stand
Wan'drin' and a-ramblin'
Driftin' with the midnight sand
Singin’ the blues and ballads
Whatever he found between
Well his heart was in the Union
But his soul was reachin' out
For the servant's dream
When I was talking to a man
Met him in a bar near Clovis town
He said the whole place was shakin'
As they were passin’ his songs around
Then somebody ask him
Where he'd be when the morrow came
He just said with his grin
I put my thumb in the wind
And I'm off down the road again
Just a boy from Oklahoma
On an endless one-night stand
Wan'drin' and a-ramblin'
Driftin' with the midnight sand
Playin’ the blues and ballads
And whatever came between
His heart was in the Union
His soul was reachin' out
For the servant's dream
Now you know Woody Guthrie
Is dead and buried in the ground
Sometimes I sing his songs
I get to thinkin' he's still around
‘Cause his fire is everlastin'
His course was run true
That old ramblin' man's risen
And the kingdom is his
But his songs are for me and you
He’s just a boy from Oklahoma
On an endless one-night stand
Wan'drin' and a-ramblin'
Driftin' with the midnight sand
Playin’ the blues and ballads
And whatever he came between
His heart was in the Union
His soul was reachin' out
For the servant's dream

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