I'm out here a t housand m iles from my home
W alkin' a ro ad other m en have gone d own
I'm s eein' your w orld of p eople and t hings
Your p aupe rs and pe asants and pri nces a nd kin gs
Hey hey Woody G uthrie I wr ote you a s ong
'Bout a f unny ol' w orld that's a -comin' a long
Seems s ick an' it's h ungry it's t ired and it's t orn
It lo oks l ike it's a d yin' an' it's h ardly been bo rn
He y Woody Gut hrie but I k now that you kn ow
All the t hings that I'm a s ayin' an' a -many times m ore
I'm a-s ingin' you the s ong but I c an't sing e nough
'Cause there's not many m en that done th ings y ou don e
Here's to C isco an' S onny an' L eadbelly t oo
An' to a ll the good p eople that t raveled with y ou
H ere's to the h earts and the h ands of the m en
That c ome with the du st and are go ne wit h the win d
I'm a- leavin' to morroe but I c ould leave t oday
Somew here d own the road s omeday
The v ery last t hing that I'd w ant to d o
Is to say I've been hittin' some ha rd tra velin' too