Woody Guthrie

Dear Mrs Roosevelt

Woody Guthrie


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Dear Mrs. Roosevelt, don't hang your head and cry;
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His mortal clay is laid away, but his good work fills the sky;
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This world was lucky to see him born.

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He's born in a money family on that Hudson's rocky shore;
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Outrun every kid a-growin' up 'round Hyde Park just for fun;
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This world was lucky to see him born.

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He went away to grade school and wrote back to his folks;
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He drew such funny pictures and always pulling a joke;
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This world was lucky to see him born.

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He went on up towards Harvard, he read his books of law;
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He loved his trees and horses, loved everything he saw;
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This world was lucky to see him born.

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He got struck down by fever and it settled in his leg;
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He loved the folks that wished him well as everybody did;
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This world was lucky to see him born.

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He took his office on a crippled leg, he said to one and all:
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"You money changin' racket boys have sure 'nuff got to fall;"
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This world was lucky to see him born,

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In senate walls and congress halls he used his gift of tongue
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To get you thieves and liars told and put you on the run;
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This world was lucky to see him born,

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I voted for him for lots o' jobs, I'd vote his name again;
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He tried to find an honest job for every idle man;
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This world was lucky to see him born,

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He helped to build my union hall, he learned me how to talk;
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I could see he was a cripple but he learned my soul to walk;
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This world was lucky to see him born.

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You Nazis and you fascists tried to boss this world by hate;
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He fought my war the union way and the hate gang all got beat;
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This world was lucky to see him born.

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I sent him 'cross that ocean to Yalta and to Tehran;
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He didn't like Churchill very much and told him man to man;
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This world was lucky to see him born.

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He said he didn't like DeGaulle, nor no Chiang Kai Shek;
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Shook hands with Joseph Stalin, says: "There's a man I like!"
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This world was lucky to see him born.

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I was torpedoed on my merchant ship the day he took command;
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He was hated by my captain, but loved by all ships hands;
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This world was lucky to see him born.

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I was a Gl in my army camp that day he passed away,
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And over my shoulder talkin' I could hear some soldier say:
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"This world was lucky to see him born."

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I guess this world was lucky just to see him born;
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I know this world was lucky just to see him born;
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This world was lucky to see him born.