Bob Dylan - Song To Woody

I'm out here a thousand
miles from my home
Walkin' a road other men
have gone down
I'm seein' your world
of people and things
Hear paupers and peasants
and princes and kings.

Hey, hey, Woody Guthrie,
I wrote you a song
'Bout a funny old world
that's a-comin' along
Seems sick and it's hungry,
it's tired and it's torn
It looks like it's a-dyin'
and it's hardly been born.

Hey, Woody Guthrie,
but I know that you know
All the things I'm a-sayin',
and many times more
I'm a-singin' every song,
but I can't sing enough
Cause there's not many men done
the things that you done.

Here's to Cisco and Sonny
and Leadbelly, too
And to all the good people
that traveled with you
Here's to the hearts
and the hands of the men
That come with the dust
and are gone with the wind

I'm a-leavin' tomorrow,
but I could leave today
Somewhere down the road someday
The very last thing that I'd want to do
Is to say I'd been hittin'
some hard travelin' too.



I'm out here a thousand
miles from my home
Walkin' a road other men
have gone down
I'm seein' your world
of people and things
Hear paupers and peasants
and princes and kings.

Hey, hey, Woody Guthrie,
I wrote you a song
'Bout a funny old world
that's a-comin' along
Seems sick and it's hungry,
it's tired and it's torn
It looks like it's a-dyin'
and it's hardly been born.

Hey, Woody Guthrie,
but I know that you know
All the things I'm a-sayin',
and many times more
I'm a-singin' every song,
but I can't sing enough
Cause there's not many men done
the things that you done.

Here's to Cisco and Sonny
and Leadbelly, too
And to all the good people
that traveled with you
Here's to the hearts
and the hands of the men
That come with the dust
and are gone with the wind

I'm a-leavin' tomorrow,
but I could leave today
Somewhere down the road someday
The very last thing that I'd want to do
Is to say I'd been hittin'
some hard travelin' too.



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