I'm

out

here

a

thou-

sand

miles

from

my

home

Wal-

king

a

road

o-

ther

men

have

gone

down

I'm

see-

ing

a

new

world

of

peo-

ple

and

things

Hear

pau-

pers

and

pea-

sants

and

prin-

ces

and

kings

Hey

hey

Woo-

dy

Guth

-

rie

I

wrote

you

a

song

About

a

fun-

ny

old

world

that's

co-

ming

a-

long

Seems

sick

and

it's

hung-

ry,

it's

tired

and

it's

torn

It

looks

like

it's

dy-

ing

and

it's

hard-

ly

been

born

Hey

Woo-

dy

Guth

-

rie

but

I

know

that

you

know

All

the

things

that

I'm

say-

ing

and

a

ma-

ny

times

more

I'm

sin-

ging

you

the

song

but

I

can't

sing

e-

nough

'Cause

there's

not

ma-

ny

men

that've

done

the

things

that

you've

done

Here's

to

Cis-

co

and

Son-

ny

and

Lead-

bel-

ly

too

And

to

all

the

good

peo-

ple

that

tra-

velled

with

you

Here's

to

the

hearts

and

the

hands

of

the

men

That

come

with

the

dust

and

are

gone

with

the

wind

I'm

lea-

ving

to-

mor

-

row

but

I

could

leave

to-

day

Some

-

where

down

the

road

some-

day

The

ve-

ry

last

thing

that

I'd

want

to

do

Is

to

say

I've

been

hit-

ting

some

hard

tra-

vel-

ling

too