Woody Guthrie Leftover Salmon
Hey Woody Guthrie I wish you could see how the
[G]highways roll by [D]doors.
[G]The internet highways, [D]subways, [Bm]skyways and
[A]nobodyâ??s hitching n[D]o more.
[D]When youâ??re rambling the hard times a gamble
[G]with minors and migrants of o[D]ld.
[G]When you walk the line, [D]you spoke your mind [Bm]telling stories that [A]had to be to[D]ld.
(Chorus)
[G]Hey Woody [A]Guthrie where ar[D]e you, [A]we could sure
use you once [D]more.
[G]Hey Woody [A]Guthrie where a[D]re [Bm]you, [A]the big dogs
are back at the [D]door.
[D]Pastures plenty and Iâ??ve seen a many
[G]no faces appear at the doo[D]r.
[G]The fields are all empty an[D]d these pastures are muddy because [Bm]farms arenâ??t for[A] people no m[D]ore.
[D]Some are machines stealing away dream
[G]and genetics are the new golden do[D]ors.
[G]But the crops that weâ??re breedin[D]g Iâ??ll never feed[Bm] the corporat[A]e shun or th[D]e poor.
(Chorus)
[G]Hey Woody [A]Guthrie where ar[D]e you, [A]we could sure
use you once [D]more.
[G]Hey Woody [A]Guthrie where a[D]re [Bm]you, [A]the big dogs
are back at the [D]door.
(Solo)
[D]As a whole generation thatâ??s got no sensation
[G]of feeling part of it [D]all.
[G]No sense of land [D]and the advertising man [Bm]has got brand new [A]logos for al[D]l.
[D]There can be no denying that the farm fields are dying
[G]out here on suburbia's [D]door
[G]Seems itâ??s taken our souls[D], and weâ??re loosing contr[Bm]ol, Woo[A]dy we need you onc[D]e more.
(Chorus)
[G]Hey Woody [A]Guthrie where ar[D]e you, [A]we could sure
use you once [D]more.
[G]Hey Woody [A]Guthrie where a[D]re [Bm]you, [A]the big dogs
are back at the [D]door.
[G]Out here o[A]n the [D]golden shore[A]s
[A]Yeah the big dogs are back at the [D]door.
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