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By Woody Guthrie, I ain't got no home, I'm just a-roamin' 'round,
Just a
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By Woody Guthrie, I guess I planted some long lonesome seed of a
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By Woody Guthrie, I ride an old Paint, I'm leadin' old Dan
I'm goin'
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By Woody Guthrie, Oh, I take my penny,
And I go to the store,
And
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By Woody Guthrie, I've got to know, yes, I've got to know, friend;
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By Woody Guthrie, I'm here in Buchenwald.
My number's on my skin.
Old Ilsa Koch
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By Woody Guthrie, Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman,
LetÂ's go make a picture
On the island
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By Woody Guthrie, Jackhammer Jackhammer
Where you been
Been out chasin them
Gals again
Ho ho ho
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By Woody Guthrie, There's a valley in Spain called Jarama
It's a place that
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By Woody Guthrie, Jesse James and his boys rode that Dodge City Trail
Held
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By Woody Guthrie, Jesus Christ was a man who traveled through the land
A
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By Woody Guthrie, Well, I went to the dance and the animals come,
Jaybird
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By Woody Guthrie, Joe Deemaggyo done it again!
Joe Deemaggyo done it again!
Clackin' that
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By Woody Guthrie, John Henry, when he was a baby
Settin' on his mammy's
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By Woody Guthrie, You oil field workers, come and listen to me
I'm goin'
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By Woody Guthrie, Take my little hoe, dig a hole in the ground
Take
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By Woody Guthrie, Gonna tell you the story
About old Lost John
Lost John was
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By Woody Guthrie, It was early spring time that the strike was on
They
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By Woody Guthrie, I'm a-gonna wrap myself in paper,
I'm gonna daub myself
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By Woody Guthrie, I'm the meanest man that ever had a brain
All I
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By Woody Guthrie, Mermaid Avenue that's the street
Where the fast and slow folks
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By Woody Guthrie, There?s more pretty girls than one
More pretty girls than one
Every
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By Woody Guthrie, I put my dolly's dress on
And she looks like this
I
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By Woody Guthrie, My flying saucer where can you be
Since that sad night
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By Woody Guthrie, My peace my peace is all I've got that I
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By Woody Guthrie, Instru
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By Woody Guthrie, Tonight is a night I'll walk in the wind
And
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By Woody Guthrie, Many a month has come and gone
Since I wandered from
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By Woody Guthrie, One by one the teardrops fall as I write to
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By Woody Guthrie, It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have