Capo 5 Intro: G
DO SOL DO MIm
When people twist your words, Woodrow, ah, they'll twist at every whim
SOL DO SOL MImIt's thugs that run the unions now and use your songs like hymns
Once, your music danced on women's thighs and the arch of a hobo's
MIm REbrow-ow
DO SOL DO RE SOLAw, Mrs. Guthrie look what they done to your brown-eyed baby now
DO SOL DO MIm
Oh, the trains leave every morning, some go east and some go west
And the clacking of the iron is the sound you love the best
DO SOL MIm REIt's the great escape from railroad bulls and the Coney Island girls
DO SOL DO RE SOLAw, Mrs. Guthrie, look what we done to your brown eyed boy with curls
Chorus MIm SOL
Sing the truth, scream it loud (2nd time: sing it loud)
DO SOL DO RE SOLAw, Mrs. Guthrie, look what they done to your brown-eyed baby now
(2nd time: we done)
DO SOL DO MIm
All those boxcars full of Chinese junk, the caboose has been junk piled
SOL DO SOL MImAnd we're all buying groceries now from men with crooked smiles
You were a drunken, wild misogyneer and your politics were crude
DO SOL DO RE SOLAs you sat home writing nursery rhymes and drawing women nude
DO SOL DO
And all those politicians breaths stink bad, be they left or be they
MImright
And the ones who play with rhetoric are not the ones to fight
DO SOL MIm REDon't go coming 'round here, Woodrow, they'll stretch you from a rope
DO SOL DO RE SOLAnd your corpse won't ever find a bar where a man can drink and smoke
Repeat Chorus
Instrumental (chorus)
DO SOL DO MIm
Did you hear the screen door slam, Ma, Woodrow's gone again
SOL DO SOL MImHe's writin' obscene letters now, the Feds might bring him in
But every song he ever wrote is hangin' on the breeze
DO SOL DO RE SOLWith the laundry in the Guthrie yard full of Huntington's disease
DO SOL DO MIm
So, Woodrow, rest in peace, old pal, there ain't nothin' for you here
SOL DO SOL MImWe're in the scrub oak country now, the land of dread an' fear
And whitey's in the wood pile and the writing's on the wall
DO SOL DO RE SOLBut your ring of truth still echoes down the Greystone clinic hall
Repeat Chorus
DO SOL DO MIm
So here's to all outsiders, all the ones who could not fit
The troubadour, the prisoners, the drunken Indian
DO SOL MIm REAh, the circus freaks, the wounded lovers will make it through somehow
DO SOL DO RE SOLAh, Mrs. Guthrie, we are ridin' blind with your brown eyed baby now
MIm SOL
Sing the truth scream it loud
Ah, Mrs. Guthrie, look what we done to your brown-eyed baby now
MIm SOLSing the truth, scream it loud
DO SOL DO RE SOLAh, Mrs. Guthrie, look what we done to your brown-eyed baby now
Capo 5 Intro: G
DO SOL
When people twist your words,
DO..Woodrow, ah, they'll twist at
..every whim
SOL DOIt's thugs that run the unions now
SOL MIm..and use your songs like hymns
Once, your music danced on women's
..thighs and the arch of a hobo's
brow-ow
DO SOLAw, Mrs. Guthrie look what they
DO RE SOL..done to your brown-eyed baby now
DO
Oh, the trains leave every
..morning, some go east and some
MIm..go west
SOL DOAnd the clacking of the iron is
..the sound you love the best
DOIt's the great escape from
SOL..railroad bulls and the Coney
..Island girls
DO SOLAw, Mrs. Guthrie, look what we
DO RE..done to your brown eyed boy with
..curls
Sing the truth, scream it loud
.. (2nd time: sing it loud)
DO SOLAw, Mrs. Guthrie, look what they
..done to your brown-eyed baby now
(2nd time: we
..done)
DO SOL
All those boxcars full of Chinese
DO..junk, the caboose has been junk
..piled
SOL DOAnd we're all buying groceries now
SOL MIm..from men with crooked smiles
You were a drunken, wild
SOL..misogyneer and your politics
MIm RE..were crude
As you sat home writing nursery
DO RE SOL..rhymes and drawing women nude
DO SOL
And all those politicians breaths
DO..stink bad, be they left or be
..they
MImright
And the ones who play with
DO SOL MIm..rhetoric are not the ones to
..fight
DODon't go coming 'round here,
SOL..Woodrow, they'll stretch you
..from a rope
DO SOLAnd your corpse won't ever find a
DO RE SOL..bar where a man can drink and
..smoke
Repeat Chorus
Instrumental (chorus)
Did you hear the screen door slam,
MIm..Ma, Woodrow's gone again
SOL DOHe's writin' obscene letters now,
..the Feds might bring him in
DO SOLBut every song he ever wrote is
MIm RE..hangin' on the breeze
With the laundry in the Guthrie
DO RE SOL..yard full of Huntington's
..disease
So, Woodrow, rest in peace, old
DO..pal, there ain't nothin' for you
MIm..here
We're in the scrub oak country
SOL MIm..now, the land of dread an' fear
DOAnd whitey's in the wood pile and
..the writing's on the wall
DOBut your ring of truth still
SOL DO RE..echoes down the Greystone clinic
..hall
Repeat Chorus
DO
So here's to all outsiders, all
SOL DO MIm..the ones who could not fit
The troubadour, the prisoners, the
SOL MIm..drunken Indian
DOAh, the circus freaks, the wounded
..lovers will make it through
MIm RE..somehow
DO SOLAh, Mrs. Guthrie, we are ridin'
..blind with your brown eyed baby
SOL..now
MIm SOL
Sing the truth scream it loud
DO SOLAh, Mrs. Guthrie, look what we
..done to your brown-eyed baby now
MIm SOLSing the truth, scream it loud
DO SOLAh, Mrs. Guthrie, look what we
..done to your brown-eyed baby now
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