My eyes has been my camera taking pictures of the world and my songs has been my messages that I tried to scatter across the back sides and along the steps of the fire escapes and on the window sills… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
I better quit my talking 'cause I told you all I know But please remember, pardner, wherever you may go The people are building… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes. I slept on the ground in the light of the moon. On the edge of… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
“I hate a song that makes you think that you are not any good. I hate a song that makes you think that you are just born to lose. Bound to lose. No good to nobody. No good for nothing. Because you are too old or too young or too fat or too slim or too ugly or too this… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share
This land is your land, this land is my land, From California to the New York Island. From the redwood forest to the Gulf… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
The note of hope is the only note that can help us or save us from falling to the bottom of the heap of… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
Do Re Mi California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see, But believe it or not, you won't find… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
I know the police cause you trouble They cause trouble everywhere But when you die and go to heaven You find no policeman there — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
As I went walking I saw a sign there And on the sign it said "No Trespassing." But on the other side it didn't… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
My eyes has been my camera taking pictures of the world and my songs has been my messages that I tried to scatter across… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
“You will never find peace with these fascists You'll never find friends such as we So remember that valley of Jarama And the people that'll set that valley free. From this valley they say we are going Do not hasten to bid us adieu Even though we lost the battle at Jarama We'll set this valley before we're through. All… — Woody Guthrie Copy Share
