I wish I was born a long long time ago   wish I was born a long long time ago   can't make it 'round here   oh that much is clear   so take me back where the lonesome river flows   take me back where the lonesome river flows      I'd find a preacher...one who's living well   find a preacher one who's living well   with a flash car   and a money jar   find that man and give him holy hell   find that man and give him holy hell      I'd learn to ride the rails   I'd learn to ride the rails   learn to live on stew   and whiskey too   and always a woman to make my bail   and always a woman to make my bail      bring on the crash Mr Hoover   you ain't gonna keep me down   I can see ahead   your kind'll be dead   there's a new deal coming 'round      Gonna earn my daily bread with my hands   gonna earn my daily bread with my hands   walk that picket line   come rain or shine   on the union side is where I'll stand   on the union side is where I'll stand      I tell you boys you're gonna learn my name   I tell you boys you're gonna learn my name   guitar on my back   fiddle in my sack   writing songs that chronicle the shame Lord Lord   'cause I've learned some things never change      share a spoon with Woody Gutrie   a cell with Mother Jones   I'll agitate   and desecrate   and the girls won't leave me alone