Woody Guthrie

D Hey Woody Guthrie I wish you could see how the G D highways have rolled by our doors. G D Bm The internet highways, subways, skyways but A D nobody’s hitching no more. D When you were rambling, hard times and gambling G D with miners and migrants of old. G D You walked the line, you spoke your mind Bm A D telling stories that had to be told. G A D Hey Woody Guthrie where are you, A D we could sure use you once more. G A D Bm Hey Woody Guthrie where are you, A D the big dogs are back at the door. D The pastures of plenty they're not seen by many G D no faces appear at the door. G D The fields are all empty in these pastures of money Bm A D cause farms aren’t for people no more. D We let machines steal away our dreams G D and genetics are the new golden door G But the crops that we’re breeding, D Bm A D are the for feeding, the corporation or the poor? G A D Hey Woody Guthrie where are you, A D we could sure use you once more. G A D Bm Hey Woody Guthrie where are you, A D the big dogs are back at the door. D There's a whole generation that’s got no sensation G D of feeling part of it all. G D No sense of land and the advertising man Bm A D has got brand new logos for all. D There can be no denying that the farm fields are dying G D out here on suburbia's door G D Seems it’s taken our souls, and we’re losing control, Bm A D Woody we need you once more. G A D Hey Woody Guthrie where are you, A D we could sure use you once more. G A D Bm Hey Woody Guthrie where are you, A D the big dogs are back at the door. G A D Hey Woody Guthrie where are you, A D we could sure use you once more. G A D Bm Hey Woody Guthrie where are you, A D the big dogs are back at the door. G A D A Out here on the golden shores A D Yeah the big dogs are back at the door.