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Текст (слова) песни: Bob Dylan - Song to Woody
(first releasebob dylan)
Im out here a thousand miles from my home
Walkin a road other men have gone down
Im seein your world of people and things
Hear paupers and peasants and princes and kings.
Hey, hey, woody guthrie, I wrote you a song
bout a funny old world thats a-comin along
Seems sick and its hungry, its tired and its torn
It looks like its a-dyin and its hardly been born.
Hey, woody guthrie, but I know that you know
All the things Im a-sayin, and many times more
Im a-singin every song, but I cant sing enough
Cause theres not many men done the things that you done.
Heres to cisco and sonny and leadbelly, too
And to all the good people that traveled with you
Heres to the hearts and the hands of the men
That come with the dust and are gone with the wind
Im a-leavin tomorrow, but I could leave today
Somewhere down the road someday
The very last thing that Id want to do
Is to say Id been hittin some hard travelin too.
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