Sunday, July 15, 2012

Woody is 100


  
Woody is old Woody is young
Woody is both New Years scenarios 
the old bearded man with a cane
leading the way for next years baby
If we are all of Chuck’s children
Then Woody is our Grandfather
Urging us to save
     These pastures of plenty
     must always be free
Not for self aggrandizing monetary purposes
But for what he ultimately cared for the most
This Land and its inhabitants
His words ring soundly and true
From long ago and far away
To present day predicaments 
           The gamblin man is rich
     And the workin man is poor
With a keen eye and an open heart
To the less fortunate and downtrodden
Those who have come from distant lands
To do the work of a nation
     All they will call you
     Will be Deportees
The muscle and might of labor
That fuel the country’s everyday activities 
The rights of the workers
For a fair a decent wage
          You can’t scare me
     I’m sticking with the Union
Railing against condensed power at the top
Dishonesty fueled by greed
           Some will rob you with a six gun
     And some with a fountain pen
Unafraid to borrow a tune and an idea
Stretch it and make your own
Be a conduit to spread the word
Of the unholy and righteous 
           Wherever men are fighting
     for their rights
     Thats where i’m gonna be ma
Woody is old and Woody is brand new
A voice you hear in the dusty wind
A voice you hear in the pages of history
A voice that will never be silenced
For it is inside of us
           The fog was lifting
     A voice came chanting

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