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Travelin' across the countryplayin' on the circuit linesometimes I think about a manwho was here before my timeNamed for the 28th presidentwith a Guthrie tacked to the endBorn in Okemah shoeswith the Dust Bowl bluesa friend of the working manNow he wasn't partial to New York buildingsthat tried to touch the skyWest Virginia coalmines that took so many livesfor the way they drove the migrant workersback over into Mexico wayAnd the scabs they runwhen they heard he'd comeand the bosses started to prayJust a boy from Oklahomaon an endless one-night standwan'drin' and a-ramblin'driftin' with the midnights andHe played the blues and the balladsand all that came betweenhis heart was in the Unionand his soul was reachin' outSongtextefor the servant's dream Now I was talking to a man that met himin a bar near Clovis townHe said the whole place was a-shakin'as he was passing his songs aroundIn between the tunes he asked himwhere he'd be when the morrow cameHe said through his grinI put my thumb in the windand I'm off down the road againJust a boy from Oklahomaon an endless one-night standwan'drin' and a-ramblin'driftin' with the midnights andHe played the blues and the balladsand all that came betweenhis heart was in the Unionand his soul was reachin' outfor the servant's dream Now you know that Woody GuthrieIs dead and buried in the groundSometimes I sing his songsand I get to thinkin' that he's still aroundI'll hold that his fires everlastin'Testify that his voice has rung trueand the ramblin' man's ris'and the kingdom's hisbut his songs are for me and you Aus Songtexte Mania