An Ode To Woody
FAWM #14
My tears have mingled with
the rain
All our fears were absurd and
insane
We searched for the dream all
in vain
Only a poet could adequately
explain
Bob Dylan couldn’t sell out
don’t you see
He never had the Spirit of
Woodie Guthrie
Only a pop singer with tricky
words
And Woody he lived a life
worthy to be heard
I’ve walked the streets they
call the hood
Talked to the bad and sung
with the good
At college I majored in pain
Only a poet could adequately
explain
Bob Dylan couldn’t sell out
don’t you see
He never had the Spirit of
Woodie Guthrie
Only a pop singer with tricky
words
And Woody he lived a life
worthy to be heard
Policeman was never the
worker’s friend
Charities dwell in the let’s
pretend
I could expose Satan but I’ll refrain
Only a poet could adequately explain
Bob Dylan couldn’t sell out
don’t you see
He never had the Spirit of
Woodie Guthrie
Only a pop singer with tricky
words
And Woody he lived a life
worthy to be heard
This train is bound for glory
Today right now I’m living
the story
Standing on the backs of hobos before me
This train is bound for glory
Soon the wind is going to
blow
The world is the stage ready
for the show
Soon the truth of the cross
will be plain
Only a poet could adequately
explain
Bob Dylan couldn’t sell out
don’t you see
He never had the Spirit of
Woodie Guthrie
Only a pop singer with tricky
words
And Woody he lived a life worthy to be heard
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