Woody Guthrie
It's a mighty hard road that my poor hands have hoed. My poor feet have traveled a hot, dusty road.
Out of your dust bowls and westward we rode. Your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold.
I've wandered all over this green growing land. Wherever your crops were, I've lent you my hands.
On the edge of your city you'll see me and then, I come with the dust and I go with the wind.
California, Arizona, I've worked all your crops. Then it's North up to Oregon to gather your hops.
Dig the beets from your ground. Cut the grapes from your vines to set on your table that light sparkling wine.
Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground from the Grand Coulee dam where the waters run down
Every state in the Union this migrant has been. I come with the dust and I go with the wind.
It's always we ramble that river and I all along your green valley, I'll work 'til I die.
And I'll travel this road until death sets me free for my pastures of plenty must always be green.
I come with the dust and I go with the wind."Is there something in your eye that looks like anger
Is it loneliness that made you be that hard
Still the lights from that far shore
Seem to linger in the blood beneath those scars
And it's not easy to remember in the city
That there's Someone who's still lighting the stars
And that there's
Nothing in this world shines brighter than the hope of heaven
No love that can touch you deeply as His
Nothing big enough to keep you down unless you let it
Nothing you can buy or sell that's good as what He freely gives
I feel the wind cut through the alley just to slice you
Like a razor running down your veins
How the devil uses hatred to entice you
Don't play a losing hand in his game
Don't give up when all the others seem to mock you
Though you feel your spirit's starting to wane
Because there's
Nothing in this world shines brighter than the hope of heaven
No love that can touch you deeply as His
Nothing big enough to keep you down unless you let it
Nothing you can buy or sell that's good as what He freely gives
Nobody knows where and how much it hurts
Better than the One who's been there
Nobody's been there more than the Lord
And when all those aches say to quit
The answer's look up ahead
And you can't go back now
There's nothing to go back for
Is growth worth the growing pains
(I can't go back too much on the line)
But now that you're running
Look at the strength you've gained
(Look at the junk I've been able to leave behind)
None was worth it's weight
It tied me down too long
I've thrown it off
I won't take it back on
It back on
(Cause I'm doing it one better)
Leave behind the hate
(I'm going one up)
Hate did you no good
(I'm gonna leave behind the devil)
Wasn't worth it's weight
(I'm going to hang on to His love)
Nothing in this world shines bri