By Steve Earle 
Capo 3rd fret  
 
 
    C 
It's Christmas time in Washington  
   F 
The democrats rehearsed 
G7 
Gettin' into gear for four more years 
F                 C  
Things not gettin' worse 
C 
Republicans drink whiskey neat 
        F 
And they thank their lucky stars 
   G7 
Said he cannot seek another term 
       F            C 
They'll be no more FDRs 
C 
I sat home in Tennessee 
F 
Staring at the screen 
    G7 
An uneasy feeling in my chest 
       F                 C 
And I'm wondering what it means 
 

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  C 
So come back Woody Guthrie 
F 
Come back to us now 
    G7 
Come tear your eyes from paradise 
   F              C 
And rise again somehow 
  C 
If you run into Jesus 
                     F 
Maybe he can help you out 
G7                          C 
Come back Woody Guthrie to us now 
 
 
I followed in your footsteps once  
Back in my travelin' days  
Somewhere I failed to find your trail  
Now I'm stumblin' through the haze  
But there's killers on the highway now  
And a man can't get around  
So I sold my soul for wheels that roll  
Now I'm stuck here in this town  
 
Repeat Chorus  
 
There's foxes in the hen house  
Cows out in the corn  
The unions have been busted  
Their proud red banners torn  
To listen to the radio  
You'd think that all was well  
But you and me and Cisco know  
It's going straight to hell  
 
(play like Chorus) 
So come back, Emma Goldman  
Rise up, old Joe Hill  
The barracades are goin' up  
They cannot break our will  
Come back to us, Malcolm X  
And Martin Luther King  
We're marching into Selma  
As the bells of freedom ring  
 
Repeat Chorus