Letra de Jesus And Woody
Well bring your old guitar And sit here by me 'Round the heavenly throne Drag out your Oklahoma poetry 'Cause it looks like the war is onAnd I don't mean a war for oil Or gold, or trivial things of that kind But I heard the news, the vigilante man Is on the move this timeSo sing me a song 'bout This Land Is Your Land And fascists bound to lose You were a dreamer, Mr. Guthrie And I was a dreamer tooOnce I spoke of a love for those who hate It requires effort and strain Vengeance casts a false shadow of justice Which leads to destruction and painSome say I was a friend to sinners But by now you know it's true Guess I like sinners better than fascists And I guess that makes me a dreamer tooIn the year of 1945 You saw the killers fall Many fought and died But it's the innocent ones I most recallWell I've been the Savior now for such a long time And I've seen it all before You good people better get together Or you ain't got a chance anymoreNow they're starting up their engine of hate Don't it make you feel lonesome and blue? Yes I was a dreamer, Mr. Guthrie And you were a dreamer too