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I'm out here a thousand miles from my home
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Walkin' a road other men have gone down
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I'm seein' your world of people and things
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Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings
[Verse 2]
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Hey hey Woody Guthrie I wrote you a song
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'Bout a funny old world that's comin' along
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Seems sicked it's hungry, it's tired and it's torn
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It looks like it's a-dyin' and it's hardly been born
[Verse 3]
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Hey hey Woody Guthrie but I know that you know
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All the things that I'm sayin' and a many times more
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I'm singin' you this song, but I can't sing enough
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'Cause there's not many men that done the things that you done
[Verse 4]
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Here's to Cisco and Sonny and Leadbelly too
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And to all the good people that traveled with you
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Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men
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That come with the dust and are gone with the wind
[Verse 5]
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I'm leavin' tomorrow but I could leave today
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Somewhere down the road someday
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The very last thing that I'd want to do
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Is to say I've been hittin' some hard travelin' too