Verse 

   A                    E           A 
I'm out here a thousand miles from my home 
D          A          B7           A  
Walkin' a road other men have gone down 
                         D          A 
I'm seein' your world of people and things 
                  E            B7         A    
Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings 


[Refrão]

  A                       E          A 
Hey, hey Woody Guthrie I wrote you a song 
        D          A              B7     A 
'Bout a funny ol' world that's a-comin' along 
                           D              A        
Sick an' it's hungry, it's tired and it's torn 
                  E              B7          A     
Looks like it's a dyin' an' it's hardly been born 

Verse 

 A                         E              A  
Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know 
          D                 A           B7         A          
All the things that I'm a sayin' an' a-many times more 
                               D          A       
I'm a-singin' this song, but I can't sing enough 
                    E                   B7          A   
'Cause there's  not many men that done things you done 


[Refrão]
 
           A                   E          A  
Here's to Cisco an' Sonny an' Lead belly too 
        D            A            B7           A        
An' to all the good people that traveled with you 
                               D           A 
Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men 
                    E            B7            A     
That come with the dust and are gone with the wind 

Verse 
                               E           A 
I'm a-leavin' tomorrow, but I could leave today 
  D         A           B7      A      
Somewhere down the road someday 
                              E       A 
The very last thing that I'd want to do 
           E                      B7             A 
Is to say I've been hittin' some hard travelin' too